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Category: Comedy
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Kidnapping: Stockholm Sade.
As if it mattered if they died or lived. Nobody knew where they were or what was happening. Unlike previous kidnappings where the relatives and loved ones were “carried along” right from the start, this gang of wannabes were intent on prolonging the suspense of the evil they had done. They were quite enthusiastic about…
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I Should Have Been Born An Avenger.
Story of my first birthday picture.
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Musings of Shit: I Think My Toilet Might be Telling Me Som’ng.
A short introduction to short nonfiction stories.
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Fixing Problems, One Key at a Time; Chekwaa’s Sickness.
My laptop, “Chekwaa” is some months over a year old. It is purple. I like purple. I watch videos, use Microsoft Word and PowerPoint and browse on it. About a month ago, the Knight asked me what’s on my mind and my reply was, “Virus inna my laptop”. I had come to that conclusion after…
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War on Palette Land- Red Speaks for the Primary Colors.
Dear Good Citizen of Palette Land, Our attention has been drawn to a bundle of falsities making the rounds by a disgruntled entity trying to smear the well-deserved honors conferred on me and my two contemporaries. Our notice has been particularly drawn to an excellently produced conspiracy theory with supporting counterclaims and defamatory…
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War on Palette Land- Primary Colors My …
Ladies,Colors and gentlemen, I am Purple and I am not a primary color. Today, I will not waste too much of your time with protocols to honor those on the high table. With all due respect which I am not exactly feeling in my marrow, those guys on the high table, those so called…
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Petition: Annulment of the Primary Colors Awards.
There is an ongoing war between colors and representatives of the aggrieved parties are rising up to the challenge, throwing petition after petition.
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Color of Life; Introduction to War On Palette Land.
The Newspaper Headline was bold and splashed in the Color of the Day; Color of life. Red. Oh, you thought it was green? The luscious leaves of a suckling, tenderly guarded by the rich dark soil and daily bathed in the dew that comes with dawn? Is that life? You think it’s in…
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ExAbiaOrientationCampCorper- The Journey Begins.
The next decision to make was on the logistics of the journey. My father was at the Scripture Union National Council in Ibadan and as the name connotes, it is a gathering of delegates from all over the nation, including, yeap you guessed right, Abia state. He had mentioned to the delegates from Abia state…
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ExAbiaOrientationCampCorper- Audio Plug.
“Should I bother to plug this phone?” 10.58 pm, it will soon be lights out. I remember that I have not written anything and this is my second night in camp. Don’t blame me. First camp night was meant to be for recovery from the stress of the 12 hour journey, originally put at 9…