Early this morning, jade knocked on my door. As soon as I opened it, he exclaimed, lekan I have a sure idea for us!!
Are you sure?" I inquired.
Yes, bro," He confirmed.
Let's hear it," I urged
Do you know what's trending now? All those contents creators doing pranks are making money," He explained.
What's that got to do with us?" I asked.
Let's start our own prank and post it online," He suggested enthusiastically.
"Sounds like a plan to make it big," I agreed.
Yes bro, we'll soon be richer than wizkid," He declared.
What should we call ourselves?" I asked.
Jaguar the pranksters" He said to me.
What about the camera I asked," we'll use my phone, he replied.
How do we start? I inquired.
You'll go to the bus stop, slap a thug, then run away, and we'll record it as a prank," He outlined.
And that's how I agreed to it.
I went to the bus stop, with jide recording. But instead of following through, I took off running from a safe distance.
Wicked friends.
I'd rather stick to my story writing.
Just the thought of slapping a thug, even my ancestors would be against it.
What if they broke a bottle on top my head? What would I tell God?
How would I enjoy this upcoming salaah(ileya)?
Prank my foot...