I mentally prepare for catastrophes. At any given moment, and usually without prompting, I imagine miscellaneous amagadons and how I might respond; a wall closing in, a bridge falling down, getting stung by a bee, or the worst, a piece of well grilled chicken falling to the floor in a crowded room (because God knows,…
I instinctively feel the need to prefix this diary entry by saying that I enjoy what Peter Obi represents for Nigeria and Nigerians. Now that that’s out of the way, I can also say that the brand custodian in me is not a fan of the “OBIdient” tag and as we move into campaign season…
Terver: I started first today, oh! Let me not hear pemmm Didi: I believe the word is “pim” or ‘fem’ Terver: Of course, you’d know so much about this, being a closet Davido stan Didi: I don’t know who that is. Terver: Lol! Guys, if you ever see “OBOLover001” on Twitter, it’s Didi’s burner account….
Didi: Wait…why must I always go first? Terver: Aren’t you the older one in this dynamic? I’m respecting my elders. Didi: I can use some disrespect, okay? Terver: Lemaooooo, invite me to your home and don’t give me food. You’ll see the real me then. Didi: Oh! I’m part Swed on my great grandmother’s side….