28/11/2020 will remain indelible in my heart and mind. I wrote this piece a week ago as if in readiness for today's incident. Writers are indeed seers. Today, one excuse of a mammal that goes by the nomenclature Victor Okereke tried my patience and I showed him that I'm no soft bite. Then he laid his hands on me and tried my ancestors and all the spirits of the earth. I came out of the episode unscathed (I hope) but Victor Okereke will NEVER know peace in this life. Ahụ amanfọnata ya bụ anụ mpam n'ụwa a until ọ nwụọ. He'll live a very sorrowful life henceforth! Ya na arịrị ga na-arahụ na-eteta for all the days of his miserable life. And when he dies, it's going to be in the most violent, painful, heart-wrenching way possible!! I spit on his barren grave. Adada must fall! Every ground on which he stands to claim "unfallable" will cave in and swallow him!! And that, in the most shameful and agonizing of manners!!! Ya gbaa aka chere abụmọnụ a...
TAA! GBAFUO GỊ THERE!!
A bully is a very stupid person who, instead of facing and dealing with his insecurities, would rather have himself moaning in deranged ecstasy as he wanks off to them at the expense of his supposed victims. Ego is the anesthesia that deadens the pain of this stupidity.
Dear bully,
I'd rather staple my eyelids shut than massage your buffoonic ego
I'd rather stick a pin in my eyes than have you cower me to your balderdash.
You'd very much find me dead before I live to impress you or attain your demented approval.
Ta! Gbafuo gị there!! E si be gị aga be onye???
I don't normally do heads up but for the sake of one thing, hear this:
I spit on nasty bloated egos and take time to ensure that I have the mixture rubbed all over the owners' bald heads. Let's hope that your numb skull is at least osmosis-friendly so the mixture can permeate and stir (not calm) your dementia. That's right, I have a special knack for getting you aroused so you can wank off some more.
How about that? Eh Mr bougie bully bull??
