Straight outta the theatre...

 

Happy birthday Pritei and Ola Dwaye, I hope the universe brings both of you together someday but that's if Ola ends the comic affair he advertised to us recently. (Photo credit: Ramsey's iPhone)

Hello everyone and welcome to my blogpost for today. The weekend is here and it’s time to hit the reset button. As much as I had stuff I planned to share today, the heart is willing but the body cannot can, you know why? 

That horrible looking mass that was protruding out of my left eye had to be taken off and I just got out of the theatre… So, with one eye, I'll try to write something to keep you busy for two to three minutes and also to keep up this 365 days challenge.

I was going to write about Pritei and Ola Dwane today. I actually feel both of them should get married, one is a French Yoruba demon and the other is a militant from Naija Delta. Two open minded miscreants if you ask me, they’d gel along but how do I make that happen?

Let me just wish them happy birthday and move on because Ola moved to Burundi recently and a week after he arrived at Bujumbura, he sent us pictures of his engagement to a Burundian lady, so my friend meant he fell in love within a week and decided to marry the lady? Haba na…

For Pritei lol, she was my colleague and you know one of those square pegs in round holes? Put her in that kinda basket because she didn’t even want to be a part of us. She’s like a carpenter that was sent to work in a surgical room, be careful of the tools she passes on to the Surgeon.

Pritei is an active human, don't put her behind a laptop, she wants to be on the field, say a construction site or pornhub, she's not interested in the big grammar, she's extremely creative and she likes to try new things, she likes old school music and vintage ideas...

Pritei is like a brother to me, a Gee by all standards even though she tries to wear some feminine nature sometimes, sorry sis, it didn’t fit you every time you tried, remain a Gee and own it with your chest. Pritei is that “guy” you need to have in your corner, thank me later.

Do I miss Pritei? Certainly. Will I tell her? God forbid bad thing, let’s keep the energy the way it is, she didn’t tell me when she was leaving and we had a conversation she bailed on, she should get lost abeg and for Ola Dwayne, lol lemme just not bother.

I have to stop here because as you can see, I’m not doing justice to the eulogy of these guys. Two amazing individuals that have affected me in sweet ways, Ola gave me a referral for a side hustle that stood in the gap for me for a solid period, I will never forget that.

Lemme go, we do this again when these stitches are off. For me to do this today shows I’m well and truly committed to this cause. Have me in your prayers as the healing process begins…

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