When I was attending JAMB lessons, there's this fine girl I was secretly crushing on. She's slim, tall, fair with an oval face. She's soft spoken with a beautiful voice. When ever she smiles, her eyes glow.
I safely crushed from a distance because I had already concluded that she was way above my league. She moves around with boys and girls from wealthy homes, their dressing and swag alone shows that they are monied.
We were having an English class that day when she entered. She was late, so she walked straight to the back, and fortunately, there was a vacant seat beside me, so she sat on it.
I felt gigigbimgbim. I focused on the teacher, but my whole attention was on the beauty that was sitting beside me.
Oh! If only I could have a word with her, my day will be made. Her pen fell on the ground, and I rushed to pick it for her. I apologized for the fallen pen, and also thanked her for collecting the pen from me. Chaiii! The stupid things we do for love. I believe that she was already used to such gestures because she merely nodded to all my blabbering without uttering a word.
I was still trying to figure out a way to talk with this damsel when I noticed the way she was shifting her bumbum on the chair, I thought she was uncomfortable and was ready to give up my seat for her when I heard this bombastic 'fuuuuu, futututukpum!' sound emerge from her bum. Our eyes locked, but she quickly looked away. Everywhere began to smell immediately and she was the first person to cover her nose with her palms. When others began to smell the awful fart, she had already squeezed her face and was pointing her index finger at me.
"Guy why nah? Why you come scatter this place with mess like this?" I looked around and everyone was already starring at me disgustingly. I stood up and began to defend myself immediately.
"It's not me ooo, it's this girl."
"Which girl? Don't even point that your dirty fingers at me, you scallywag."
For mess wey you mess?
The crush abi love cleared from my eyes, and I jacked her up from the seat to demonstrate what she did. Not only did she fart, she mistakenly pooed a little on the chair too. You know this kind of watery poo that looks like beans pottage. I guess the poo must have escaped from her bum same time she farted.
The loud scream that enveloped the hall was something else. Some people ran out laughing like hyneas, while she bent her head in shame. One girl was kind enough to give her a pashmina which she used to cover her stained cloth as she walked out with shame.
The next time I saw her, I saw many pimples and black spots all over her face, she was not even as fine as she used to be. I wondered what happened to her smooth face, and when I asked someone, he said that her face has always been like that.
Toor! My crush for her really blinded my eye ooo. Thank God it didn't blind me to the point of admitting what I didn't do.
Love gbakwaa oku! Love in the potopoto! I jump and pass!
🍂🍂 When I was attending JAMB lessons, there's this fine girl I was secretly crushing on. She's slim, tall, fair with an oval face. She's soft spoken with a beautiful voice. When ever she smiles, her eyes glow.
I safely crushed from a distance because I had already concluded that she was way above my league. She moves around with boys and girls from wealthy homes, their dressing and swag alone shows that they are monied.
We were having an English class that day when she entered. She was late, so she walked straight to the back, and fortunately, there was a vacant seat beside me, so she sat on it.
I felt gigigbimgbim. I focused on the teacher, but my whole attention was on the beauty that was sitting beside me.
Oh! If only I could have a word with her, my day will be made. Her pen fell on the ground, and I rushed to pick it for her. I apologized for the fallen pen, and also thanked her for collecting the pen from me. Chaiii! The stupid things we do for love. I believe that she was already used to such gestures because she merely nodded to all my blabbering without uttering a word.
I was still trying to figure out a way to talk with this damsel when I noticed the way she was shifting her bumbum on the chair, I thought she was uncomfortable and was ready to give up my seat for her when I heard this bombastic 'fuuuuu, futututukpum!' sound emerge from her bum. Our eyes locked, but she quickly looked away. Everywhere began to smell immediately and she was the first person to cover her nose with her palms. When others began to smell the awful fart, she had already squeezed her face and was pointing her index finger at me.
"Guy why nah? Why you come scatter this place with mess like this?" I looked around and everyone was already starring at me disgustingly. I stood up and began to defend myself immediately.
"It's not me ooo, it's this girl."
"Which girl? Don't even point that your dirty fingers at me, you scallywag."
For mess wey you mess?
The crush abi love cleared from my eyes, and I jacked her up from the seat to demonstrate what she did. Not only did she fart, she mistakenly pooed a little on the chair too. You know this kind of watery poo that looks like beans pottage. I guess the poo must have escaped from her bum same time she farted.
The loud scream that enveloped the hall was something else. Some people ran out laughing like hyneas, while she bent her head in shame. One girl was kind enough to give her a pashmina which she used to cover her stained cloth as she walked out with shame.
The next time I saw her, I saw many pimples and black spots all over her face, she was not even as fine as she used to be. I wondered what happened to her smooth face, and when I asked someone, he said that her face has always been like that.
Toor! My crush for her really blinded my eye ooo. Thank God it didn't blind me to the point of admitting what I didn't do.
Love gbakwaa oku! Love in the potopoto! I jump and pass!