A CALL FROM MR. PRESIDENT

As you read this this morning, I am busy parking my things. You wonder where on earth this paranoid Nigerian traveling to,right.Well, I will tell you. I was awaken this morning by a shocking call from Aso Rock! Did I hear you mutter "You can lie!"? Well believe it or not my flight and accommodation to and in Aso Rock have all been taken care of as you read, after all Mr. President wants to talk to me, Paschal Oge Obi. But what troubles me in all these is, I don't even know why he is interested in ME! Jehovah, na your hand I de o! Hope he is not mistaking me for being a member of Boko Haram? Thank God I am not from the North. On a more serious note I have made up my mind that when I get there I will tell him exactly what his pretentious aides do not tell him, as e be us for bele! How person go de use our money de enjoy A/C we go de suffer under sun, no be craze be that? I will tell him that most Nigerians are completely disappointed in him...yes! What they expect him to do , he is not doing. He is weak! A woman wearing trousers designed for men. I thought his people are known for swallowing the famous Sapele Water to ginger body, why is he not drinking it? But forget o, looking at Lucky Jo's eye balls, Omo you go know how many drums he has consumed since he entered office as Mr. President. I will make sure I, godpasie, tell him that it is a disgrace for Nigeria to be in the business of importing kerosene and feeding it to families across the nation like feeding students in dormitories; that it is ridiculous to have an irrational Sanusi as the axe man of CBN, I will also tell him that he should stop all these Kangaroo House of Reps Committees that can not bite.... I ve got to go now so I don't miss my flight to Rock City. Less I forget what would you tell Mr. President if he called you?