MY SMITH

I couldn’t sleep, I kept tossing on the bed, feeling a little bit dizzy, went to have a cold bath to cool my nerves. I decided to call my Smith. Calling from Metropolitan hotel in Dubai “am I talking to Mr. Smith Collins?” “Who are you, calling on Smith this ungodly hour?” “You’re lost long friend, Labby baby.” I said. Smith rushed to the toilet to receive the call, away from his wife that was sleeping noisily on the bed. She is good at snoring, since she gave birth to two, she developed this irritating habit of snoring, could it be because she has put on some weight? He was excited to hear my voice. He said, “Labby baby, how are you doing? You are married aren’t you, what are you doing in Dubai, have you gone there to shop or you're living there?” I replied, “Too many questions, at the same time, I’m sorry I called, I couldn’t sleep, just felt like calling to greet. Just want to tell you that I stil