Last month, I was busy minding my business and enjoying my keke ride to Aba Park (often a usual destination of mine) when I looked up to see a big advertisement of Trophy Stout, just after the Abia Polytechnic gate. This was probably the newest stout in town. I looked again and there was 2Baba poised like a real king pouring a swirl of the beer. I thought, "How nice." Ah! Is he divorced? Oh no! He was proudly wearing his wedding band. *Gasp.* I would look and read that the beer was Rich, Dark and Satisfying.
I looked again at the popular musician and his beer. Who's deceiving who? You mean that a mere stout was richer, darker and more satisfying than the dude holding its bottle in the picture? Chei! Mbanu. No way. These people wan cause kata kata for somebody's marriage oh. Thank God I have a good heart and I don't entertain bad thoughts for Annie Idibia. But wait ooo...
Trophy Stout would make me a trophy madam now? Ha! O dikwa risky...so, instead of vain ambitions of em...experiencing the richness of 2Face or em Trophy Stout, I'm going to work really hard on being a trophy queen on my own terms.
Hello, Trophy Stout, I hope you make the rounds in my neighbourhood and make many babes and dudes happy. It's Thanksgiving Day in the USA tomorrow and those celebrating should send my own piece of the turkey via twitter. My place? @njoku_ije.
Thank you.
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