Kuttie and the Ghetto Episode "2"




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"If una no open this door i will break it and you people will be the one to repair it ooo" Comes the landlord's voice.
If i hear make he break am na, i was hiding under our poor contsruced wardrope wich is decaying every seconds as the result of the termite tormenting it, while my big headed friend kenny was hiding behind the entrance door.

Was just trying to imaging the kind of scene which is likely to occur when all of a sudden.

"Gboooa" The door slams Kenny as a result of hard push the landlord gives the door, he gave out a loud cry blowing out his hiding place.

Just like an animal that he is, he started given Kenny so wonderful good slaps, i think he is actually doing a good job, because i know some born-again wonderful slap can do the job of reducing some fats from his cheek.

Kenny have this kind of cheeks that can make a stranger been convinced that he is a governor son, who is only but enjoying his father's wealth without labour.

"His cheeks have gave his a maximum punishment, like oneday that we are returning back after watching night match Chelsea- Man U.

Kenny was a die hard Chelsea fan and me on the other hand was a staunch Man Utd fan.

On that unfateful day Chelse trashed us 3-1 on champions leauge roundoff.

My guy Kenny was busy making all kinda noise trying to make me more angry.

He was still jubilating all of a sudden some boys like Undertaker of Wrestling appeared in our front from non-completed building beside the road, They were all in black except one who one red shirt and white shot with Adam's Oshiomoles's looks. (apology to Edo folks).

"Idiats, where una dy come from" The man on red asked.
"Which kind of question be that? Una be vigilante?" i asked.

I can't tell wether am the actual person that speaked or the two bottles of Origin i tooked earlier.

"Oboi Cp, this dude get mind ooo" One of the said touching my head.
"Guy you no go remove your hand from my head?" i raged and beat off his hand.
He responds with a brain-formatting slap "kpua!"
I instantly go crazy i started speaking in frenchs and Italy,
"Si wan tun ranza bua tazzin" "Puaaaaah...! Puauuuu!" Come another oozing slaps, this time around it rearrange my brain from crazyness to real madness.
I started talking rubish.

"Officers... Ah mean soldiers... We go Ashawo joint, this my friend na Kenny be im name, Na him be son of The former Governor of Abia... Im uncle na minister of finance from France, and na me be their maid.

"waoh big boy" I see their supposed capon talked touching kenny's cheek. "No sir he was lieng, i swear i be bastard... I no even get papa and mama... I was picked from dustbing." Kenny my good friend started yabbing nonsense.

The touts never believe him saying that they have comfirm his financial status through his cheek, what they did for him that day, was a story for another day!

"Wai! Wai! Wai!!!" Comes the sounds as our old soldier landlord continue garnishing Kenny's cheek with some delicious slaps.

"Wey ur roomate? Wia im dey" was the landlord's chorus as he continues his slaping feast.

I was enjoying the show how i wish i can be opportuned to join in the slapping feast.

I will surely enjoy doing it on that foam-like cheeks of kenny not like mine which is as dry as kpomo fish.
I was still enjoying the show all of a sudden.

"Krrraaar gwadaaaa.... gwaddda...." shitup! Our wardrope have falled and blow my cover, not that only it landed on my Okro head!!!

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