I Have never being a party type but i flex if i need to.
They had this party in my compound last night and it was almost impossible for me not to go.
So I joined them.
It was fun at first, dancing, drinking, eating cake.
All so fun.
Then devil basket was introduced
devil basket is a common game in Nigeria's clubs.
I knew its not gonna end well, so I tried running.
Was already tipsy.
I wanted to sleep.
But my stubborn neighbour caught me
He gave me this cute face and beg me not to go
damn
I could not say no
I stayed and played.
Finally, it was my turn
I picked one paper and I was asked to call any guy and play with his balls
OMG
I don't know any one except my neighbour
I could not choose my neighbour
why?
He's girlfriend is around
I had to pick randomly
Then I chose a fair looking guy
Since it was just to play with his balls
I decided to do it
But after I dipped my hand in his boxer, everything changed
The hair was freaky too much and irritating
I wanted to puke
sigh
But thanks to God, am still alive
lol
After enduring for two minutes, I stopped
I went straight back to my room
Enter my bathroom, and washed my hands like hell
Thinking of it made me puke
Or maybe it's the alcohol
But whatever it is, I decided not ever play devil basket again and the next time I meet the guy, am gonna buy him a shaving stick
Moral lesson: guys, please shave
ladies find it irritating