The Road To Abuja
I began hearing the voices of my partners in ‘crime’…
Micheal: Dude, trust me, this is going to be super cool. Old wine tastes better, you know…
Prince: Nna mehn, you dey dull o. Make I come help you run the matta? If na me, if I no straff am, make I suspend for air…
Usman: Walahi, Dioxidane, dis kind women dey sabi straff o…
I was still hearing those voices when I heard a knock on the door…….