Remembering The Pranks I Have Played! 1.0 I meant to write to GEJ/GMB supporters. Their hate and counter-hate is thickening into gunpowder. I thought I needed to forewarn them. Then, I remembered that I was taking these things too seriously. Why not reduce your personal stress by laughing at yourself, publicly? that lanky little voice of mine asked me. As is my wont, I go with it! 2.0 I dont know about you. Me, I spent an alarming chunk of my childhood playing pranks. Yes, I played pranks on my mum, my dad, my teachers, everybody. I spared no one! 3.0 Today, let me share with you one unforgettable prank I played on my own mother. I may have been nine or ten at the time. I dont remember what I had done but she had beaten me with a piece of firewood, something that was very unlike her. As soon as she hit me, I crumbled, threw up my legs in the air like a beheaded cock, and faked death as I laid there motionless. Why did I do that? It was just pure puerile mischief, since I knew she would panic as I was her only surviving son -my five brothers had all died! Pronto, she went nuts, screaming, begging God, and pouring water over me. The drama lasted ten minutes. When I finally came to, she sat me on her lap, fed me egg, fish, meat, rice and such other children best. You know what? She never touched me again. Excellent! ...B
Posted on: Thu, 08 Jan 2015 09:03:46 +0000
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