My people, it is not easy being a confam baby boy.
You see, everything has to be on fleek. Hair; check. Clothes; check. Shoes; double check.
You’ve got to get all the girls tripping from a mile away.
When they see you coming, they have to feel your hawtness instantly.
So that before you even start to talk to them they’ll just be like:
But living that “always on fleek” life is not easy o.
Being a baby boy has its own wahala.
And sometimes, life will just come and mess up something for you.
Don’t believe? Just see my story:
That was how one day I was cruising around by my baby boy self. Doing some Yoruba demon prowling. You know. Regular stuff.
Then I spotted this fiiiiiiiine chick!!
I was like:
And as the on fleek baby boy that I am, I walked up to her and instantly laid down my moves.
I knew my shit was already working cause she was looking at me like:
So I decided to quickly seal the deal.
We went to one secluded garden place and sat on a bench.
It was dark and I did not check the place before sitting down. But I was like, whatevs. MISTAKE!!!
That was how, ten minutes into the talk I started feeling something moving inside my leg. But I shook it off.
Eez nothing eez nothing. But the moving did not stop.
Then suddenly, something chooked me inside my leg. I did not want to jump and scratch it so I just used guy.
That’s how I now used my phone light to check the bench and saw all the ants holding themselves on top of it:
I could not hold myself. I jumped from the bench and screamed. The babe was looking at me like this:
Bros. Hafa na?