Me, the girls and my guys - S01 E22

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Me, the girls and my guys - S01 E22

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 22

“why you talk that rubbish Joe? Why you call my babe ” rock asked rising.

In a flash, Becky was standing besides Joe, her hands tugged unto his singlet.

“who ugly and na who be goat?” she asked. “who be prostitute?” she added.

“ahhh no be wetin i talk o. I say you fine… Sorry sexy like oat sash and you be politician…” he said, his voice gave into whimpers as beckys grip on him tighten. I laughed out loud, and so did captain and the girls that came out to have a view of the comical drama displayed. We didn’t make any effort to stop Becky. Laughter wouldn’t let that.

“who be oat sash and who be politician?” rock asked.

“ahhh! Una no dey ‘see’ news? Na that woman wey stop killing for for Nigeria…she fine wehh wehh… Na my role model” ahhh! Dey guy try.

Bouts of laughter erupted followed by a scream from him.

“who be prostitute?” asked Becky as she held unto his neck like ‘big show’. She’d watch wwe i guessed.

” i no talk pro*titute…politician…politician o..first lady you be..” his eyes were almost bulging out. He tried to lessen her grip on his neck but couldn’t. She was powerful but we didn’t know. We all thoughts they were playing but didn’t know it was a serious drama. And the reply he gave were funny, how will we take that serious.

We still didn’t make any attempt of separating them since to us they were playing. Sure! They were entertaining us…for free…

“abeg….make…ura help me.. Ahhh don die…” he growled.

“ahhh swear i no talk prost..pros… Na politician o…” he continued and we were having a field day with laughter. Vicky was rolling on the ground, ngozi was bouncing, captin was hitting his ribs and rock wasn’t smiling.

“na who be politician?” rock asked.

“na me ohh” .

“who be prostitute? Na you dey bl**p me?” she asked with an upperkick to his chest, they kick was wonderfully delivered as it came with a thud sound. I swear i heard it!

Then we knew it was serious. He stretched out his hands in a bid to call for help. I stood up to separate them. But it was too late. He began foaming, his eyes wide opened then it happened…………

Becky’s muscle wasn’t for fancy o!