“how the tin go na?” i asked Angom as we both sat under the tree in sch the next day, “omo! e make sense oh, u know how much Funke give me after the thing?” Angom said. “how much na?” i inquired, “oboy, na 40k oh” Angom said. “guy i happy for u oh!” i said, i actually envied him.
“Flow wen i dey nak Funke ehnnn, guy i fear wen she com silent oh, she silent for 1minute, fear catch me oh, i tink say she don die oh” Angom said. “hahahahahaha!!! take am easy with that old woman oh”. I said, laughing at him.
“ehen, Flow u go follow me go buy something for market today oh” Angom said, “wetin u want make i follow u go buy?” i asked. “i wan buy home threatre na, so we go dey blast wella for my room” he added. “e go make sense oh, so wen we dey smoke igboh, we go dey blast tupac music, d music go make the igboh enter our brain wella, we go go buy am wen sch close” i said.
After sch, were took a bike to ilesa round about electronic market. I took Angom straight to the shop of Emeka; the ibo guy that i bought my Tv set from months back.
Emeka was a very handsome guy, infact all my life, i haven’t seen a guy that is as fine as him. If i say he is more handsome than Ransom Noah, it is an understatement. As we bargained the price of the home threatre, i couldn’t help but admire his fine face. He looked more like a g’ay.
He asked me why i haven’t yet paid him a visit in his house. I told him i had been busy and i promised him i would come on Tuesday.
Our conversation was strictly in Ibo language.
After the purchase was made, i asked Emeka for his address, he wrote it on a sh’it of paper and gave it to me telling me he would be expecting me on Tuesday evening. I was happy i had made a new friend, not knowing it would be a very wierd friendship.
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