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Author: Phylix Chika

Did you hear the one about the couch potato? Me neither. I was too lazy to listen.

Cast and Bind 

The reverend walked up to the front door and gave a steady knock. he adjusted his collar and made sure he appeared as prim and as solemn as he could. He would be on his best so he could snag another family flock into his congregation.  Smiling to himself, he thought of how his ’skills’ had been garnering more fame around town.  These people were simple-minded, and any small disturbance was seen as a demonic possession to them. It didn’t hurt that they brought the cases to him, and he could fire up the congregation into tricking them that they were indeed demonic possessions.
Well, not trick per se. 

The Weak End

Shebi I said it that we didn’t have to go down that cave, and yet stupid me agreed with Jide that we truly needed some adventure in our lives. This is why Nigerians don’t do all these hiking trips; there’s too much ‘otherness’ going on…