We are armed robbers and we have come to collect our Sallah gift. Let’s go to your room…” I was not scared of the armed robbers. But I was angry. I was very angry that I stayed in that hotel unarmed. I did not want to die like a wimp, with my hands in the air…

We are armed robbers and we have come to collect our Sallah gift. Let’s go to your room…” I was not scared of the armed robbers. But I was angry. I was very angry that I stayed in that hotel unarmed. I did not want to die like a wimp, with my hands in the air…

So what have I discovered since I bought my house in Blogville? Nothing that I did not know already. I’m still heterosexual, I’m still sweet, I’m still not attracted to metrosexuals, I’m still a little bit of a clean freak, I’m still trying to experience romantic love in a romantic way

Why would Balonwu and his co-travellers on the boulevard of infamy physically attempt stopping the governor from carrying out her lawful duties? Is it part of their lawmaking responsibilities? What manner of desperation would inform such ignoble conduct?