What happens when you know the answer to a question, and you still go ahead to ask.
Especially if the question na foolish question?
Two things will likely happen. The “Asker” gets a dirty slap from the “Askee”, provided the Slapper is older/bigger, has more grags, than the Slapee. and the most importantly Slaper is sure to a reasonable extent that Slapee does not have advanced were to retaliate.
For my own case na me go do pass myself. I was on my way to work early morning hoping the roads will be relatively traffic free and people will still be home snuggling up next to their better halves right? Wrong. (If your Husband wowo pass you how is he your better half?Anyway sha.)
Absolute gridlock at 6 in the morning. And I never even reach Lekki 2nd round about, and the traffic looked endless. So what did I do? I whipped out Mr.Garmin and asked it to lead me to work.
Mr.Garmin says no problems. Do you want the quickest route?
Kunle: You dey ask me? Of course ke!
Mr.Garmin Plots my co-ordinates, says I’m on Lekki, tells me to bear left at the next junction 300 meters away.
Everybody and his Dog know that there is only one route from Lekki to
Mr.Garmin tells me to take the next right. As Oyinbo get plenty sense, maybe dem know road pass us, Me sef I follow like mumu.
(WARNING: Extreme Mumu-ness ahead. Please stop reading here if you get embarrassed at other people’s stupidity)
Mr.Garmin says drive 2.3 kilometers to coastal road and bear left at the first exit.
Eh hen! Shebi I talk am, all these dumb asses in traffic. The book I’m reading presently says to stay at least one step ahead of the crowd.
Ok. I’m a Slapee. Please go ahead and slap me because I deserve it.
The terrain got rougher, I still dey drive go
I’m blasting Hov’s Blue Magic. I’m feeling as fly as an Insect. My Music is always cranked up really high I know, Bad habit. You nko? You no get bad habit? Anyway,
That’s how I started seeing plenty coconut trees o, and the sand got whiter.
I still dey go.
I looked at the stupid Garmin thing, it showed
So I paused, like a coma.
Then I screeched to a full stop.
I see an old man walking, I roll down my window, I can smell that distinct salty sea air.
The man shuffles slowly to me. “Oga se e fe ra fresh fish” very big Tilapia,
Fresh fish ko? Fillet Mignon steak and bread pudding ni, Nonsense.
I angrily make a u-turn
Garmin says it’s re-calculating. Oloshi, after almost carrying me into the ocean. I cast and bind all Mami Water Spirit that sent the thing to bring me to the bottom of the sea.
I’m calculating how many pieces to break the thing stupid thing into.
Anyway sha I get back to the road, to join the other *cough* dim-wit commuters on their daily grind. I had just wasted 20 minutes of my life. Why are you opening eye? You never do stupid thing before? Kpele o! Or because me I talk my own? Shio!
It goes without saying sha I was late to work.
Never again to Mami-water Garmin or Tom-Tom. I remember a few months ago my sister was going to drop me off at Paddington Station from Southend –on –sea
My Sis is probably worse than I am when it comes to locating places. And me ehn, I can’t find my way out of a match box. It’s official.
Na so we enter A13 dey go, then made several rubbish turns courtesy of Mr.Tom Tom. To sha cut a long tory short we ended up at
Now, to more serious issues. If you can’t afford babies, please don’t have them. Kid’s are capital intensive. It takes a lot of planning and dedication and sacrifices, even for middle class parents that both work. You have to allocate a lot of resources to them until they are 18 if you live in the Western world, and until they are 35 if you live in Naija lol…
Also, if you’re not smart, marry a smart spouse so your kids don’t turn out to be as dumb as Donuts, but more importantly, if your spouse goes to the neighborhood ramshackle drug store to buy Teething powder for your baby, and he/she comes home with something called “My Pickin”, you should have enough smarts to pop it open and empty the poisonous contents on the said spouse’s head accompanied with a dirty Slap.
Yep, NAFDAC should have checked, but there’s only so much NAFDAC can do. I don’t think anybody has the right to feed any baby a medication called “My Pickin”.
I hope this doesn’t get swept under the carpet. Those innocent kids… Heads have to roll for this.
NB: In Case you’re wondering what I’m on about, there are kids(6months to 3 year olds) dying from Renal failure all over the country after their parents bought a certain teething powder called “My Pickin”.
So far the authorities are not doing anything apart from watching to see who’s got manicured fingernails from all the finger pointing going on.