Men Dey Reason - S01 E95

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Men Dey Reason - S01 E95

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 95

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. The

sense that was still alive was the sense of

feeling, as i could feel the cool breeze that blew,

all thanks to the trees around.

We bought almost all the Ghana Man’s Bons, sorry,

Bonses.

If the Singular form is Bons, then the Plural form

would be Bonses. Abi no be so?

As I and Man waited for Brainbox who went to buy

sachet water that we would use to send home the

Bonses, we chewed three b’alls of Bonses each,

chewing it made me found my lost sense of taste.

“see the water oh” Brainbox said as he kept the

sachet water on the floor, and we started the

munching competition.

“wetin dey ur pocket na?” I asked Brainbox after i

noticed his pocket bulged.

“na Squadron oh, na Squadron wey i thief”

Brainbox brought out a bottle of Squadron dry gin.

Just when i was saying the Ike Nwoke i drank was

shutting down my Nervous system, Squadron the

devil came.

I promised myself never to drink a drop of it.