…
Have you ever been told any of the
following words by a member of the
opposite sex you find attractive? “We’re
best friends”, “we’re super buddies”? If
the answer to any of those two questions
is negative, its not out of place for you to
purchase a he-goat and go for
thanksgiving on sunday or if you’re
aren’t a Christian… Just celebrate.

Truth be told, the rate at which ladies
and guys “zone” themselves these days is
alarming (this quite deviates from the
biblical injunction, “Go ye into the
world, be fruitful and multiply”)… I
digress.

Even after the Friend Zone madness has
died in some quarters. Well today isn’t
about the “Zone” per say, but rather
we’ll be talking music.

If you’ve not read about the zone, please
minimise this page and click this link
before you continue.
*turns on iPod*

Top on my list is the song by Cassie, “Is
it you?”. Now listen to this,

“I’m looking for a lover and not a
friend… Someone who’s not afraid to
say the way they feel about you”

I mean, here’s a lady who obviously has
a lot of male admirers and what not…
And is supposed to be a hot cake. I
digress again. And then finally sees this
guy that she really likes and instead of
grabbing the package is still asking
questions. Before you know it… Like
magic, he’s in the friend zone even
before he got to say a word. This life is a
soft pawpaw mehn

*Skips to next track*

Like I had not had enough, I had to meet
this song by Mo’Fame (he featured
Erriga and Glenn though) and here’s the
punchline.

“After I don type, type, type, type, type
the babe just L.O.L everything”.

Don’t even lie, a girl has done this thing
to you before! Remember that fair, 5″10
Igbo chick that you picked up on your
way to Showtime lounge? (By the way
Showtime lounge is at the Silverbird
Complex in Port Harcourt). Let’s say,
after you made sure she had her fill of
choice drinks from the bar (these usually
range from N2,000 to N11,000
depending on who you are) and making
sure you dropped her at her gate before
going to kneel down and hands up for
coming back home after 8pm… She
decides to “bless you” with her BB pin [I
usually ask for number and proceed to
whatsapp just incase she uses an iPhone
(˘̯˘) a niggur can’t be oppressed] and
then you go on for like an hour giving
her the coolest stories about how you
want her to be “your own”… She
replies… “L.O.L”.
Brother don’t even bother about
continuing that chat… Just put one hand
(left hand preferably) on your balls and
swear for her three generations… Its
allowed.


*Track 3*
February 14, 1999

“She says she likes it when I stay, she
don’t want me to go…”

14 years later

“Girl would you be my lover? NO… Tired
of running around chasing you…”

Sigh. This right there is the story of a
Zonal camp director. I mean why will a
guy make you smile, at the same time
you like his style and he still doesn’t
relent and chases you everywhere you go
and yet you give him a James Bond
franchise, dr NO, (the “dr” is silent).
Why? I really can’t say more than I’ve
said already, bros, park your bag and
leave that part of the country. sigh.
Hope you notice how I started and ended
the last paragraph with “Sigh”. Sigh


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courtesy....

I guess am among the people that will do thanks giving in church on sunday

zyzxx:
I guess am among the people that will do thanks giving in church on sunday

After swearing with your balls??
Lol

I just fvckin hate reading Long articles without good spaces and format

#No_Long_thing

Justeenaleo:

After swearing with your balls??
Lol

you are kidding me
am not in any ladies freindzone or whatever
I av a ladies freind which I choose to be myself
Thou sometimes i'm tend to be a secret lover dat my own p
Not dat I proposed and am freindzone na