Dub Meaning Slang Win Novels & Stories

"Liking a man who doesn't like you, even when you are this amazing, young lady Chocolate, is indeed dumb. However, what about the other girls who aren't as amazing as you? If they pursue the same guy, should we also call them dumb? Just dumb?" As if a bucket of water was poured down, the ladies' expressions turned sour. "Wait a minute," the guy excused while getting his phone. "I have a dictionary application here," he said, then browsed at his phone screen. "These are the synonyms of the word dumb. It says: fool, stupid, idiot, and gullible." He stopped for a moment. Next, he looked alternately at Chocolate and the other girls.

Words/phrases and their meaning: * Wahala: trouble/problem * I dey tell you: honestly * This girl no gree free me: she won't let me be * Person wey wan loss before, them never loss already: whoever that should've gotten lost, would already be lost * But you dey sha show up on Matriculation day: you're showing up on Matriculation day, right? * I no sure like that: I'm not so sure

“I’ll play this game with you anytime…you are some hot ladies. I think I like what the weed does to you…crazy imagination…but I won, right? “Seems like we all won, right? “Sure enough…hot stuff I’ll never forget, that’s for sure,” Debbie said. “Me too…me too…”

“So come with me. I guarantee you'll never be satisfied once you experience the tightness of those gay bottoms. They're really sweet and satisfying.” Jeff sighed, then signaled to Law to leave immediately. “Tsk, you'll really regret it for repeatedly rejecting my invitation.” Law finally left the room. Jeff looked back at the file labeled ‘doubleshot’. Law used to name missions with random words that didn't even correlate with the mission. And his mind was wandering everywhere now. “Having sex with men, huh?”

“That’s how you’re going to decide?” “You got a better way?” Dux asked him brightly. “I mean, let’s face it: with all things being equal –” “Almost all things,” Drake butted in. “I have a slight advantage in one area.” “Bullshit,” Dux rejoined. “We’re identical, dear brother o’ mine, and that’s in all things, even that one. You know that I know that – and so do a number of very happy women.” “Bah,” Ice huffed and took a gulp of beer. “Everything always comes down to your dicks, doesn’t it?”

He screamed, I laughed even more. What do you call it? A man of pleasure who is willing to do anything for a payment sheet called money. My employees called him male prostitute, an urban word that was foreign to me. I'm more familiar with the word gigolo, which is what the service provider used to say. "You have the right to be quiet," I whispered behind his ear, biting slightly, then releasing the monster preparing to rage down there, "and try not to make a sound at all." Without feeling the need to lubricate, I wanted to torture someone. To enter her many times full of intimidation.

"What are you talking about?" "Don't pretend to be innocent, you are smart, huh?" Beck narrowed one eye. "Beck... I don't understand." Beck smiled sarcastically. "Are you having trouble finding a job?" Vanilla increasingly did not understand what Beck was talking about. "Can you speak clearly, Beck?" To be continued...