Tuesday, 22 March 2016

Dear Diary : Ifem is a qualified kill joy!

As I got home, the girls were at the sitting room watching that their annoying Zee world! I sat down, brought out my bag, extract the money and start counting it loudly .
"Jesus Ure who did you Rob"  ask Ifem
"My friend my friend haff wins lottery oo"  joked Lucy " I get share nah"
"I robbed nobody, Wayne gave it to me for shopping" I announced
" Which Wayne" asked Daisy "That small Wayne? The land lady's grandson?
"Haba, Ure, how could you? That boy is too small, maybe he was drunk, I won't be surprised to see him in the morning asking for his money back"  said Ifem the kill joy.
"Babe they get that boy size for condom so? I was saw him piss near that backyard tank and his kini is very tiny" laughed Lucy , gist us nah

"Nothing to gist jare, guy dey form love on top my head, make I help am spend London money, na crime? We never shag...yet...I don't know how the dick be, he come salon dey disgrace his mother, I pity him. I never shook my hand inside his wallet collect money, abeg make I go list wetin I wan buy. Lu baby you know me nah, I must buy you something. Am officially dating Wayne, make una no laugh me and my boo.
Everybody was laughing except Ifem, when I passed her she said something like "Child Abuse"
Am 32 Wayne is 21, he is not underage am not abusing him, he is the one torturing me seriously, when he was hugging me, I felt his rock steady junior now I can't think straight again!

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