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Flickr “Okay guys, let’s take this again from the top, Deji, take the lead this time, John watch the tempo, don’t forget the switch to some TRAP, so Ugo can do his thing with 16 bars, Bayo your bass lines man, I’m not feeling them like the very first rehearsal. Joan you’re doing a good job with the elec piano and strings, I dey feel you die, same as you Ted, in fact I don’t have any problems with the keyboards, the lead guitarist, and the backups” Tega our music director was saying. I just wanted the rehearsals to be over with, so I could get home, and get some sleep. “Are we still maintaining the same key the original song used?” I asked “Yeah, that’s G major, right?” Tega asked “Correct” I affirmed “Alright Deji, ready? Yvonne, remember the harmony at --It’s gonna feel real good, gonna make a difference—and the other parts. Deji don’t forget that staccatoish stuff at the beginning, you guys know the arrangement already, let’s kill this one more time” “Yes Boss!”

Flickr My encounter with the Browns gave me insight about some things, and I was making amends in my home, as best as I could. I couldn’t stand the thought of my Wife getting sex-starved, getting pressured by her friends into getting a boy toy. It was my duty as a husband to perform my bed duties to my wife, and do an excellent job of it. It would sound absurd that a successful doctor and sex therapist could not perform his manly duties. Furthermore, I and my Wife had come a long way together to mess things up over cases of infidelity, infidelity caused by nothing but starvation- coital starvation. The truth is, on no account should you get so busy that you forget your partner is sexually active and has bodily needs that crave your attention, and for men, it does not mean you just pop in and pop out like you’re swiping your credit card, no man! You should do some explorer stuff on your woman, and women should be creative and not just lay in bed like some piece of wood. Okay! I’m

Picture Courtesy: Pinterest. Battery full! I unplugged my phone then sat on the edge of the bed as I scrolled through notifications from different social media platforms, some needed to be replied immediately but no, I just wasn't in the mood to reply them yet. I was still going through the notifications then saw a tweet from one of my feminist idols, the tweet read thus:       "I'm about to do a thread, another experience...*sighs* men are just scum" I wasted no time diving into her twitter timeline, I followed the thread with rapt attention and retweeted, it was indeed a bitter experience she had gone through all because she had decided to love a scum that called himself a man.  Over time I had drawn strength from her tweets and tweets from other ladies like me who had gone through hell in the name of love and at the hands of men, men! Evil species, I would give anything to wipe out every man from the face of the earth, yes, that was the depth