O.M.G! I just witnessed jazz!
So I was on my way home and as a Danfo Celebrity, I entered one. There was traffic as usual. In my bus, there was no fine guy without body odor preaching and there was no Mr I-cannot-dye-my-‘head’-well either. So it was a lose-win situation.
Anyways, the traffic was thick and then this van crawled to a stop beside mine.
Dear brethren, the next thing I hear na chicken sound o! Like lots of hens deciding if the President was in Saudi Arabia or London. The sounds were coming from this van but it was too dark to see inside from where I was.
I smiled o…innocently! In my mind I was like, Easter never reach and this one don dey arrange chicks for slaughter. Pun intended.
Nna men, the bus continued this slow crawl till I got to my bus top. I alighted from the bus and made to cross over to the other side.
As a tatafo that I am, I peeped into the van via the window and you would not believe that…
IT WAS EMPTY! Headlights from cars in traffic flashed against the window!
I was like…No…no…no…I am sure I heard chickens doing meeting in this motor!
I went to the other side of the vehicle in the same holdup and peeped again! Nothing!
I was like…it can’t be…I heard chickens!
That was how the Madam sitting in front just brought out her head from the window of the front seat and shouted: Wetin you dey find for inside this motor? You be thief? You go soon see wetin you dey find!
I kid you not!
Chai…They have used my country people for ogwu ego o!