Men Dey Reason - S01 E55

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Men Dey Reason - S01 E55

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 55

aba jay was skillfully displaying butterfly

stroke at

the “deep” part of the River.

Man was “more” skillfully displaying backstroke

at

the “deeper” part of the River.

Brainbox was “most” skillfully displaying

b’reaststroke at the “deepest” part of the

River.

While Mr Flow was “mostest” skillfully

displaying

“Okpolo” stroke at the shallow end of the

River.

In Yoruba language, Okpólò means Frog, and it

could be interpreted to mean Awó in Igbo

Language.

I was peacefully swimming, or rather taking my

bath in the shallow part of the River, when

something grabbed my d’ick.

“yeeeeeeeeeh!! Fish don chop my p’rick oh!!

make

una help me oh!!” I cried out for help.

The Fish never saw the d’ick of Brainbox to

eat, it

never saw the huge d’ick of Man to feed on, it

never saw the d’ick of Baba jay to munch. But

it

preffered the most precious d’ick of Flow, but

why?

Or was my d’ick the biggest bait? No, of

course. If

it wanted the biggest bait, then Man’s d’ick

was

the right choice.

“aaaaaaaaaaaah!! Make una come help me, e

don

chop my p’rick oooh” i cried. All of a sudden,

Brainbox brought his head out of water right in

front of me, laughing at me. The others also

laughed beyond control.

At that moment, it dawned on me that

Brainbox

was the Fish that held my d’ick. “Brainbox,

which

kin play be this na?” I said. “so naso u like ur

p’rick

reach” He replied still laughing. “oooh, so u no

like

ur own p’rick?” I said with a frown.

After about 10minutes, Brainbox came again

with

mischief, this time dragging me to the deep

part of

the River. “Brainbox abeg na, i no sabi swim,

abeg

na” I pleaded, “na one day dem dey take learn

something” He said still dragging me

forcefully. I

pleaded, and pleaded, all to no avail.

He took me to a very deep part and left me.

Where

he left me, the current was moving so fast. I

tried

my “Okpolo” stroke, but it failed me. The

current

was so strong that I was gradually flowing with

it.

“Flow! Flow!! Flow!!!” my guys were cheering.

“Help!! Make una help!! I don dey die oh,

Help!!” I

cried for help in my mind, i couldn’t speak it

out

because i had instantly gone d’umb.

The current was gradually pulling my body mass

and my friends were laughing. I was dying

slowly

and my friends were laughing. Otammiri was

killing

me gradually and my friends were laughing.

“Lord am coming home, take my soul, if this is

where my life clock stop, then take my soul, but

if

my life clock hasn’t stopped yet, pls take my

hand

and save me” I said a quick prayer. I stretched

out

my right hand in faith that the Lord would grab

it

and save me.

Just at the nick of time, a hand grabbed my

right

hand. It was the hand of Brainbox, or rather

the

hand of God.