Shit-tesis

I should be ecstatic. Well, maybe not an emotion that intense...but I just got a new, sexy 13.3 inch white Apple Macbook (as a replacement for my old 17 inch Apple Powerbook G4 ). Onydchic thinks....(well, does'nt matter...Apple makes the best products to date).

A friend called me up, sometime last month with bad bad news. More like stinky bad news. Madam Sher' (short for Sheraton) was our favorite eatery/buka while I was working at the University of Benin (UniBen) and living in the bordering village called Ekosodin. She served neat and delicious varieties between the morning hours and early noon (eba, rice, plaintain, fried fish, cow tail, cow tongue, etc). A favourite of many UniBen students, we would queue up to get our share, argue about football (soccer), treat our visiting friends and then drag our feet to the office or to the hostels.

Gist is: she confessed to being a witch of some sort. The friend that called me was passing through Benin and heard the story; apparently, he called me to confirm if the story was true. He was told that the women confessed to using human parts in cooking her food and that was why it was so appealing and appetising to the students she served. WTF! My major beef with this woman is this: students didn't really care much about high quality of food. As far as it's cheap and plenty.

Her food was neat and kinda affordable; she did not need the 'Otumokpo'. I ran down after that and mischievously spread the gist to all the people that I knew had eaten there. I guess that was a psychological reaction to rejection and dumbing down the story entirely. According to a friend 'Na wa o, but even if we chop am, we go don shit am finish by now. Abi? '




Random rant: Superman wore a BYC tee shirt instead of the Power S tee shirt. He was last seen diving off third mainland bridge trying to save a south south politician's golden gold fish.

True.