Must Read: Diary Of A Broke Playboy

Episode 6 years ago

Must Read: Diary Of A Broke Playboy

It was all a gang up! My birthday party was a Bleeping gang up!!!!

“She want a niggar with them gold slugs, gold slugs.

I’m grilling and and I’m Bleeping at the same time, grilling and Bleeping at the same time……. ”

We were all singing along to the mega noise in my room. Chinaza’s voice rose clearly above all others, she was drunk and so was everybody else.

I had gotten home and saw my bed leaning against the wall. I was afraid I was being thrown out of my room until I remembered Naza was around and only a crazy girl like her could do that Shtt. I compiled all the anger I was nursing against those invitation text messages she had sent to those girls and added it to the anger I had on seeing my expensive high rise mattress outside and I was going into the house to set her on fire but ended up running into her awaiting arms. She sang me the happy birthday song with backup from all the babes in my lodge and went on to sing, “You are 22 years today,” bearing my butt0ckz to the world and in front of that final year chic I told I was clocking 26.
My room was like a party house, spacious and the smell of nice food was everywhere.

I didn’t even know what to say neither did I get to say what I know. The girls bombarded me with hugs and pecks with Naza taking the lead. In my kitchen was a cooler of well cooked fried rice and there was a bit of Chicken! In it. There was a CAKE too. I turned to my baby and fell in love like Daniel fell into the lions then. I lifted her off the ground and swirled her around. Damn she was heavy.

I then checked my phone in case of any bank withdrawal alerts and made sure my atm card was intact before I lifted her up again.
She had done all that with her money. I sure knew then and there that I had a 200 yards of wife material.

I checked my fridge and it was filled to the brim with Heineken. I needed no sooth sayer to tell me that it was Willies handwork. I fell on the bed and stared at Naza like kids would stare at a super hero.

“Happy birthday baby!” Shape yelled and came at me with all her bombardments.
She fell on me with kisses and hugs.

“Sweetheart, did you see what my baby had done?” I asked excitedly.

“Yes o, I told you you are a lucky guy,” shape replied.

Willie came back around 6 pm with another crate of Heineken and some of his guys.

The music went on and my room became a swarm of party lovers. The food showed up first, hot and very tasty. Everyone asked for more. Then everyone got drunk and got tipsy.
James started forming DJ with the remote.

My home theater was a mad loud and the bass could melt the heart and harden the J0yst!ck. I took over the dance floor first and did a little of my own thing. Naza came next and rocked the balls out of me. Then everyone joined us. The party was lit for me, the thing I had almost avoided was turning to something different for me. I was loving the whole thing until Chinaza’s guests started arriving.

I call them her guests because she invited them. Cynthia came in first around 8 pm.

Then Eva came in, dragging in Mma and her room mate. Shape was coordinating the guests amidst constant distractions from a drunk Willie.