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My name is Oghenerukewve Ochukooghene Paborobo-Oghenemaro. I am a comedian, my business is to make you laugh. But if my jokes do not make you laugh, then it means your problem is bigger than my jokes, you may need a therapist. 🤣🤣🤣
Remember, it's a joke.
As I was coming down to this event, I met a lady, alighting from a Ferrari, she is hopefully a big girl. You know what I mean, they don't fart.
Just a few steps towards her, she is probably somewhere in this hall, she frowned at me. Maybe she doesn't know I am a comedian, and that I will be the anchor and will be here tonight to crack jokes.
So, I beckoned on her:
Hi lady!
She looked at me with disgust. It was scary, her make up looked like she is going for some kind of Halloween 🤣🤣🤣
The next thing, she farted. That spoilt it all. I used to think that big girls don't fart until I met.......... (You can add the name) 😹
Talking about farting. We call it here, mess.
When someone fouls the air. I could just say:
Guy, you don mess
Meaning, you have mesmerized 🤣🤣. I mean to say, you have fouled the air.
That's how we were invited for a messing (farting) competition. The take-home prize was quite huge. So, all contestants came with their A-Game.
The panel of judges, the score recorder, and the moderator, everything was set and on point.
I hope you all will be able to understand what next I am going to say 🤣🤣🤣
Please, don't try this at home.
First Contestant - Chukwumerije
To be able to foul the air, Chukwumerije ate roasted yam, beans, amala, sour catfish pepper soup, and palm wine.
As he walked up the stage, he began to mess. Even before he was introduced. The panel of judges covered their noses with their handkerchiefs. It was indeed a messy presentation. His presentation lasted just three minutes. The odor of his mess was only perceived by the judges who sat closer to the podium away from the audience.
Second Contestant - Gbajabiamila
He rushed to the podium, bouncing like someone who is going for a boxing bout.
He had eaten kuli-kuli (groundnut mesh) with boiled eggs, and porridge beans.
Men!!
As he was asked to display his messing prowess, just one blast, the moderator collapsed. 🤣🤣🤣
The chairman of the panel started shouting:
Inhaler! Inhaler!! Inhaler!!!
But the moderator isn't asthmatic.
🤣🤣. The mess must have choked him.
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Third Contestant - Morufudeen Maleek
As if we haven't seen enough. With his pot belly, he walked like a rolling drum up the stage and stood their waiting for the instruction from the moderator, who had just been revived.
No one can tell what he had eaten to warrant what occurred after he fouled the air.
He shot his first bomb, immediately the power supply went off.
We began to smell some burns like electrical burns, it was the air conditioner, the mess had bombed the air conditioner.
When we were still finding fault, the most dangerous thing happened.
The crucifix of Jesus hanging on the cross by a corner of the hall, removed his hand from the nailed on the cross and covered his nose.
You know, I thought it was already the rapture.
Even if it's not funny, start laughing.
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