Wednesday, 1 April 2015

Sharp Babe!

This is an advertorial. Not written by me. Read below...

2 years ago, I met my soul mate, or so I thought. We were inseparable. We weren’t from the same world, not like he is human and I a mermaid or anything, only that most people will call me a rich kid and him, not so much, but I loved his crudeness. Who knew crudeness could be sooo endearing. I had my fair share of slow, uptown boys so a dude with street-cred was a breath of fresh air. He was my ‘Slumdoghundrednaire’ and I was his Paris Hilton with brains. Plus if you ever saw/felt what he could do with the junk in his trunk, you would feel the same way too. Until…

At a Bar
Le Boo: Nne baby, asa! Tomato Jos! You know ehn, between you and my mother, I don’t know who I love most.  But why is your friend looking at me like she doesn’t like me?
Me: hahahaha! No honey, she has no issues with you, she is just very protective of me.
Le Boo’s friend: Guy! Yawa don gas o, Azu don land and she don dey go your house!
Me: Baby, I heard gas and house, is everything alright?
Le Boo: Yes everything is okay, my friend says the gas in my house just exploded; I need to go home now. I will call you as soon as I sort it out.
Me: OMG! Let me come with you, I can help.
Le Boo’s friend: Try am now, make Azu baby re-arrange your face.
Le Boo: Ignore my dramatic friend. I promise I’ll call you soon.

So I went crying to my friend about how much I loved my street-credible boo but found it hard to communicate with his friends and she told me about the life saver www.playhafa.com
I hurriedly went online and started learning, so le boo’s crew could be my crew. So I proudly paid him a visit after thorough language lessons on www.playhafa.com.
Me: Hello boo! I have a surprise for you. Oh who is this, your mum?
Strange Lady: Me! Mum?! Na today I go re-arrange this babe face.
Le Boo: Azu, you beta respect yourself, you know say na your pot of stew be this, If you throwey am, na so so garri you go dey drink. So sharply form maale make I sharply form lover boy.
I understood enough for me to run out teary eyed and that ended my love for crude men. Anyway, my name is June (the ‘J’ is silent) and this is the story of how www.playhafa.com saved my life.

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