The tale of Abiodun Mabadeje, Aishatu Ene Ella, and Obi Eze (Opening scene: Abidoun is naked, not a piece-of-rag covering his buttocks…) Abiodun: Aishatu, am I naked? Aishatu: What? Not at all! You are robed in fine clothing made of silk. Abiodun: Really? Aishatu: Yes! I have never seen anything so exquisite! Let me touch it! (Aishatu pinches his bare buttocks) Abiodun: Yes, yes, I got it from Paris the last time I travelled. Nice ehn? Aishatu: It is beautiful indeed! Abiodun: Do you like it, Obi? My apparel! Obi: Indeed! Well-tailored, perfect embroidery! You look like a prince. Aishatu: Yes you do, Abiodun. Obi: You should take a walk around the neighbourhood, let everyone admire your excellent taste. Let me open the door for you. Abiodun: Thank you Aishatu and Obi, I am happy we share the same ideologies. Obi: Cheerio! Aishatu: Don’t forget to move with grace as you walk, for all to see the beautiful details of your attire! (*I’m sorry, I couldn’t resist* LOL!)
Posted on: Tue, 10 Sep 2013 15:30:37 +0000
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