Men Dey Reason - S01 E94

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Men Dey Reason - S01 E94

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 94

As i climbed up the ladder for the umpteenth time,

i noticed that the pit Ochagbuorie and

Igbakwambo had dug was far deeper than ours. I

was surprised.

“why two people go get power pass three people?”

I asked myself.

The answer to that question was staring at me

from a corner. Ike Nwoke.

“bad boys! So na this thing una dey drink wey

make una don dig go far” I said.

“naso na, you no know say we want finish one pit

today, so we go get 50k” Ochagbuorie said.

I grabbed the bottle of Ike Nwoke and gulped

without thinking. I thought it would instantly

make me as strong as the Legendary Superman.

I needed not to see a big “S” crested on my chest

before i would be convinced i was stronger.

As i got close to where our pit was, Man said,

“Flow make we rest small, make we go chop”

“i be Mumu oh, me wey never chop go dey drink Ike

Nwoke” I cursed myself.

We walked and walked, but never saw a canteen,

not even half a canteen. It seemed Mama Calabar

had Monopolized the business.

Lucky enough, we saw a Ghana Man.

Of course Majid Michel and John Dumelo are

Ghanian Men, am not talking of a “Ghanian Man”

but a “Ghana Man”.

A Ghana Man is a Man that sells “Bons” in a glass

box that he carries on his head. I don’t know if i

would be right by interpreting a “Bons” as fried

flour.

Legend has it that Ghanians were the first set of

people that started producing and selling Bons in

Nigeria. That was how the name “Ghana Man”

came to be.

“Ghana Man we wan buy Bons” Man Ordered.

I looked at the face of the Ghana Man and saw

that he looked more like an Ibo Man than a Ghana

Man.

Ibos!! When it comes to money, an Ibo Man can

become not only Ghanian but Togolese,

Senegalese, Spanish or even Saudi Arabian.

“how much own?” The Ghana Man asked.

“five hundred naira own” Man replied.

“five hundred naira own too much na” I said.

“guy e no too much oh, you no know the kin work

wey we dey work” said Brainbox.

Suddenly, i started sweating, i was fidgety.

My eyes were spinning. My right eye was spinning

clockwise, while my left eye was spinning anti

clockwise.

“wetin dey happen to me na?” I asked myself, “ok

na that Ike Nwoke wey i drink” the same me

answered myself.

My legs were failing me gradually. But what i

tried to do was to prevent my friends from

noticing.

In my ears i was hearing the sound of a Keyboard

playing. My Six were in Sevens.

“behave urself oh, no fall my hand oh” I told the

Ike Nwoke.

Maybe it was because i wasn’t working with the

Ike Nwoke i drank, or maybe not.

At that moment, i lost Four of my Five senses

namely; i was longsighted, i couldn’t even percieve

the Bons, my saliva tasted like coffee, in my ears

a Keyboard was playing the National anthem.