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FATHER'S INTELLIGENCE
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Kokokoko (a knock on the door of my room)

Who is there?

It is I your father (Oya sile kun) open the door

So I came out of the room with my blue check boxers and a round neck shirt , Daddy what is it?

Then he replied
Vincent,  i bought 1000naira Mtn data today.. And I logged on to facebook after many years,  I went through your Facebook timelines too.

Vincent!  Vincent!!  Vincent!!!
How many times did I call you?  I answered three times sir.

How many ears do you have?  One sir I replied.. What you use it for? to hear word sir..

Okay Vincent,  You see  all this ladies you're busy writing poems for,  you will not marry any of them,   you will only marry the one  I choose for you to marry.. 

I grumbled and muttered NO sir..  sir I have my choice, don't you see how beautiful "mide"  is?  Daddy it's mide I want ooo..  then he said do you even know the person I want you to marry?  I said No sir..  Then he said she's  Bill gate's daughter oo..

I  smiled and said Okay sir..

Then he took his phone dialed +145-675-8975
 Bill gates number.. Boom he picked.. 

Hello sir.. this is Bill how may I help you?
Ekasan sir... Sorry sir my name is Mr OLA, my son is Ola Vincent Coker,  i want your daughter to marry my son o,  will that be possible ?

 Bill gate  replied  Hell No
Then dad replied he is the CEO OF world bank.
Bill  reconsidered and said Okay.

Then my dad called the president of world bank he said  "I want you to make my son the CEO Of world bank.

 The president replied.. what course is he studying?  My dad replied URBAN and regional planning,  he calls himself a poet and a story writer.. The president of world bank  Jim Yong Kim said to  my dad  he studied a different course,   if he had studied accounting now,  we would have considered him

 The yeye MTN robot interrupted

One minutes remaining

Then my father quickly say to him  My son Ola Vincent Coker is  bill gate's  in-law fa

The  world bank president Jim Yong Kim said OK done

After this phone conversations
My dad looked at me and said do you still see that you can marry mide with all this money?

I said YES SIR..

Isn't my dad wonderful..?

#thisispolitics
#brainandsenseisinvolved
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#Oshoisightyou
#fivecharactersplay..
#photographsofallcharacter..

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