Friday, February 10, 2012

Umu nwanyi na ara kwa nsi na uwa (Women dey chop shit for this world)

Known this dude since I was little, saw him a few days back and he says I haven't been keeping in touch. Finally sent him my pin this morning and this was our first convo:

(Names have been changed to protect his identity)


Participants:
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Ebere Mayne, (He-Diot)

Messages:
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(He-Diot):
Ebere!
(He-Diot):
I get hbeef with u
Ebere Mayne ® |*NG*:
:p
(He-Diot):
What's up?
(He-Diot):
When r u due to the hospital
Ebere Mayne ® |*NG*:
Which hospital?
Ebere Mayne ® |*NG*:
Huh?
Ebere Mayne ® |*NG*:
Talking to me?
(He-Diot):
No o!
(He-Diot):
Hospital ke
(He-Diot):
I was going to say hair stylist
Ebere Mayne ® |*NG*:
Lol
Ebere Mayne ® |*NG*:
Hair stylist ke?
Ebere Mayne ® |*NG*:
U wan pay? ;;)
(He-Diot):
I just dey worried abt u choice of style
Ebere Mayne ® |*NG*:
Meaning?
(He-Diot):
The dreads don't fit u dearie! U r such a cutie! Fyn, cute, and very pretty! The dreads ruin it all...
I for begin toast u if it wasn't for d dreads
Ebere Mayne ® |*NG*:
Thank you very much
(He-Diot):
Seriously!
(He-Diot):
I for begin toast u if it wasn't for d dreads
Ebere Mayne ® |*NG*:
‎saved opinion.jpg (29.56 KB)
Ebere Mayne ® |*NG*:
Is that what I added you here for?
Ebere Mayne ® |*NG*:
To come and tell me what to do to my hair?
Ebere Mayne ® |*NG*:
As I don't have a mirror to see what fits me and what doesn't?
(He-Diot):
Sigh!
(He-Diot):
Its ur choice afterall...
Ebere Mayne ® |*NG*:
What I have on my hair is my business and u can carry ur toasting and stick it up where the sun don't shine
(He-Diot):
No vex!
(He-Diot):
No vex
Ebere Mayne ® |*NG*:
Hell yea, it's my choice.
(He-Diot):
As u like do
(He-Diot):
I was just expressing myself
(He-Diot):
No need to be rude
Ebere Mayne ® |*NG*:
Well keep such 'rude' expressions to yourself
(He-Diot):
It didn't call for it
(He-Diot):
This wldnt work
(He-Diot):
I am deleting ur details
Ebere Mayne ® |*NG*:
Wareva
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So I suppose he expects that once he has expressed his opinion on my hair I should then proceed to go and scrape it and them kwuru na line na eche ka obia toast'uom? (I should stand in line waiting for his toasting).

Like my friend said "When you change the hair, what else would he want you to change again?"

And so will begin my life of 'changing'

The crap women are made to take from men in this life shaaaa....

In this one's mind now I should desire his toasting nde? That's what should crown all my efforts and hard work in this life? His toasting.

Afo sagbuo ya na toasting ya ebe ahu.

He-diot of a nonsensical someborri!!


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