My Family is Eating my Work by Cartons

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I used to be self-employed but then, my bills increased as a married man with three children growing faster than my ancestors. I had no choice but to opt for government work. I paid my dues and moved a little closer to the top, but I’m always needing money.

Don’t get it twisted, I am not irresponsible. I know it is my mandate to take proper care of my nuclear family, but I have taken it upon myself to care for the extended family inclusive. I am the main person fending for my aged father, mother and siblings.

I am also a good Samaritan that takes care of my women-friends, their daughters and any single lady with a correct head. They are also my family members, after all. The last set of people are the ones that keep me happy the most. They give me the joy of the “oza” room when my insensitive wife refuses. So, why shall I not spend on my people from the underworld?

The challenge I now have is that I find it hard to spend on myself. My head starts to calculate my bills when I want to buy yoghurt. That is the reason I can’t add weight despite my reasonably fat salary. “Ma friends don dey scream and shout, some even vex for me. Them dey talk say make a shenk them so I can enjoy the life of my head.”

But as a man with a very clean and sincere heart, what do you expect me to do? “The thing be say I always want to move beyond expectations.” I am a superhero with many followers that worship me and it is hard to cut off. Is it Sadia’s “asaro elepo” (porridge) that I should forgo or Tope’s fat and well rounded behind which is accessible to me anytime of the day?

Cynthia is a single mother with two children and she is a real “freaky freaky”. She knows how to give that thorough massage that would have my prick saying “thank you ma’am” when I finally “do the do”. Don’t you even tell me to leave Onome, my sugar. That one will give me booty, iron my clothes, do my pedicure and prescribe the best toiletries to use.

All this lessens my wife’s headaches and keep our marriage in peace land. Why shall I reject my peace then?

My family is eating my work but “e get as e be”.

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