Brother Somebody, Sister Somebody…
I tire for world people, true I tire. Orobo! As you fat reach you still dey chop? Small small oh The person wey you dey tell fit hate themselves pass wetin you know, close ya mouth. Lepa shandy! You dey watch weight?? Chop o make you no go disappear. You know whether she dey sick? … Continue reading Brother Somebody, Sister Somebody…
