WHAT GOES AROUND.... It was about 1980,as a fresh faced teenager, I walked in from hanging out with friends, clad in my tight, pencil,blue Pepe jeans (had the figure for it back then) and sauntered into the house with my right hand in my right trouser pocket and my left shoulder raised 90 degrees higher than my right shoulder, throwing my left leg forward,whilst dragging the right leg lazily behind.This poise was fondly called begbewo back then. My late Dad called me over, I could swear there was a funny look in his eyes. Get me a bottle of Stout in the fridge... he said softly. As I drew near with his favorite stipple, he grabbed my left shoulder and squezzed it, till it hurt.. Yee...I screamed Does it hurt? he asked.... Yes, sir... I replied in agony. Well, thats nothing to what the doctor will have to do to fix the shoulder back into position,if you keep walking like that. 2014...my young teenage son approaching the door from school today. His left hand in his left pocket, walking at a familiar bending angle, in his body clinging green jeans. I called him over Michael.. Yes Dad... he answered I took one look at him. I smiled and reached for his left shoulder Should I, should I, SHOULD I????
Posted on: Fri, 04 Apr 2014 20:42:07 +0000
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