I sat up on the side of the 4-poster king-size bed and looked out the French doors which I left open all night. The white, silky-thin curtain arched gently inwards like a sail and I felt the gentle sea breeze that accompanied it caress my face.
After a while, my mind went to breakfast, and as soon as my feet found the black suede Versace bedroom slippers, I got up and stretched almightily… I roared loudly like the heavens was pulling my hands. Then I blessed the ocean-fresh air with a satisfying morning fart, it wasn’t silent, but I wasn’t bothered.
Talking about mornings, as I stretched I felt the wicked morning wood in my Hilfiger lounge pants – it made me imagine the damage woody could do to someone’s daughter. Unutilised wood is one helluva waste, isn’t it? Read Full Article
Let me ask you a question . . .
There were 3 men , let’s say their names are Daniel, David and Ezekiel, yeah? Ok. They were born on the same day, same month, same year… same hour. They are 32 years old. These men live a perfectly healthy and spiritual life. As Christians, they pray regularly, attend church every Sunday, give to charity (in equal measure) and live as sin-free as possible. They follow Christ’s every rule, and God loves them, they are indeed the apple of his eyes.
Daniel, David and Ezekiel take good care of their homes and families…love their wives unconditionally, avoid temptation, both physically and spiritually.
These men never said a cross word to anybody, never raised a fist and always turned the other cheek.
Are you still reading along? Good!
Let me tell you a story…
A few years ago I was in Lagos trying to get the attention of one shiaman (chairman) to endorse or even invest in one of my ideas.
Having a sit-down with this guy was like cracking coconut with bare fists. While trying my hardest to catch the attention of this shiaman, I was introduced to this lady. One of those ones that you love to call ‘big girl’… the type that call themselves ‘slay queen’.
Apparently, she knew someone who was connected to this shiaman at the time. I’ll take what I get, I thought …. beggars can’t be choosers right? Fast forward to a few days later, we met at a popular Lagos Island hangout, my brother was also present. I was eager to meet Slay Queen.