The Article About Nothing.
So, after so much dilly dallying on my part, I finally decided to travel on Sunday but then, I had to put up one last show of my genius; I had to confuse "Village People" by announcing that I'd travel on Saturday... My journey was largely uneventful majorly because I was travelling in a bus that had a more than fair share of nursing mothers strutting their respective breasts in a bid to feed their always hungry babies: this of course lacked the capability of interesting me. Well, things took a twist in my rather boring journey as men of the Nigerian Police Force stopped our bus to carry out a thorough check probably because we looked suspicious (I'm guessing this suspicion was stroked by the fact that my eyes were as red as whatever you can imagine as a result of my "highness" and because I wore a black face cap, a black top and a black trousers). I was searched and fortunately for me, I decided to leave my kitchen knife in school, and I had run out of su...
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