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So my wife developed a new habit recently.
Whenever we are sleeping on the bed, she will tuck her hands in my shorts and hold my something.
I asked her why she started doing that and she told me that is the only way she can fall asleep easily.
Last week Friday, she did the same thing and I took her hands off.
"Madam hold your thing na, leave my own alone. God gave you your own to hold. If you want to sleep, put your hands in your own and sleep."
"No. Your own makes me asleep faster. I enjoy my sleep when I hold yours. Just allow me."
It almost caused trouble between us. Since I was not ready to argue I just allowed her.
So last night while we were sleeping, around 2pm exactly, my wife had a dream and started to sleep talk.
She kept saying.
"If you don't drag the cow out I will drag the cow."
My eyes opened and I saw my wife's hands holding my something and talking about dragging a cow.
I thought it was a joke until her hands began to grip it tighter.
"Musa I will drag the cow out o. Should I pull it? Okay on the count of three we would pull out the cow."
Before my wife could start counting I pulled out her hands and jumped off the bed.
She opened her eyes.
"Ah! Baby, why are you running?"
"Madam, why won't I run? How will you be holding my generation and saying you want to drag the cow. When did my thing become a cow?"
"Which cow are you talking about?"
"O so you don't know the cow you were trying to drag? See don't be putting your hand in my short nicker again o. If I was not awake now, this is how you would have dragged me to meet my ancestors before my time."
This evening I returned home and I have decided to wear belt and sleep. The environment is not safe anymore. I am on full alert.
My name is Praises Chidera Obiora and I am the best at what I do.
I pass by this old mailbox every day. The old rusty box is nailed to an oak that has to be 150 years old. After years of passing it by, I decided to open the box to see if anything was inside. After all, there isn’t even a house nearby to which it could serve anyway. Any home it serviced long ago is torn down, I’m sure.
I noticed an old letter inside, as you can see in picture #2. I looked at the postmark date, and it said July 7, 1903! Due to age and moisture, the addressee on the envelope was not readable, so I opened up the envelope hoping to find some local history and a good story I could share with you. Here is what the letter inside said. “We have been trying to reach you about your vehicle’s extended warranty.”
OFF we go now 😎😎