God created the universe,and made man to enjoy it and to give him glory for it. Some niggas get rich and get the most curvaceous behind they see to flaunt their money to.
Listening to typical Davido music the other day
"Your body de shake
my money de wait
For you "
Some Abuja beauty shakes it for a minute and Davido's million naira is gone in 60 seconds. I particularly don't feel like bowing and going "igwee " on this dude.Monetizing previously free services is government folly.
Nicki Minaj's ideal boyfriend:
"Takes me shopping in france,I can swim in his money,".Rick Ross on women,"love is for free it's just expensive to shop,but it's nothing to me, and that extends for my block."
Listening to such sentiments makes me feel like trekking to India. They buy husbands there.No turkana raider would have to Kalashnikov a whole village just for five cows with which to pay dowry if we were to adapt such simple practices as letting women pay the dowry. Then all men would join maendeleo ya wanaume and give the lonely chairman some company while demonstrating on the streets for gender equality.
Love is so damn expensive. David James, England's millionaire number one shot stopper for years ends up bankrupt after divorce.Tiger woods...Kobe Bryant ...The list of people losing half of their hard earned billions to spouses (whose only duty was to escort you to school reunions so nobody thinks you still go to a party without a date) is endless. You a billionaire...? See a woman? ....run boy! !!!
My biggest beef is so called Alejandros creating the impression that am supposed to take a chic out for a date,reserve a table(costs me a nose ) pay the taxi (costs me an eye) encourage her to order anything strange she never ate...while only tasting and in the most parochial way calling back the waiter for a change of order ...to be accompanied by those rare wine glasses that have been preserved for five centuries (costs me an arm and a leg)...and finally having to endure this every week in the friendzone ...(will cost me my life soon because at this point I have sold both my kidneys).
And so if you are the dude singing of how you would take a grenade for her ...and really mean it,you who splashed loans on her and escape Shylocks because of her...you who makes all her pretty friends believe they deserve equal treatment to finally say yes to the idea of getting the poor boy out of the friend zone ...you deserve a bullet between your eyes.
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