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GOLD-DIGGERS

 





He invited you over, eat the forbidden fruit, before then he had say he will be traveling once you leave, this he said because he has another pant to pull.


To make you believe he is traveling, he will park his clothes in a small traveling bag meant for that purpose, ask you to get dress so that he won't be late for what he wanted to catch up with.


You get dressed, he pick a bike for you and pick his, immediately your bike is out of sight, he orders his bike man to drop him where he had picked him. 


While on the bike heading home, he call his next prey to come over and immediately hang up the phone to call you, telling you " BABY, PLEASE BE CAREFUL AND HAVE A SAFE TRIP....  I LOVE YOU."

 He did this so that you won't call to find out if he has gotten to his destination.



This GOLD-DIGGERS are  hunters, they are on the treasure hunt for strings of different pants. To them it is dominance over females. They bragged about sex as if it is an achievement. They compete for it as if it is a trophy.



GOLD-DIGGERS can play on your emotions and feelings. If their cobweb catches an innocent girl or a girl who have been so desperate for affection, they manipulate her like Mallam will manipulate a spoilt wraist watch.  They act as if they are on stage and they are experts in making you feel guilty of what you haven't done. 



What about the female GOLD-DIGGERS? They are the ones who feels that you are not man enough until your account is empty.


They complain about everything and they their demands are nothing short of Nigeria's budget, endless.



You call them, they pick the call, complaining of not eating for the past four days and the worst is that their gas cylinder got finished five days ago.

This is followed by other complains. 


To this set, everyday supposed to be weekend where  they drink and smoke glorify cigarette in a trophy like container with a host pipe, called Shisha.


They carry 30k wig on an empty head. Dare to ask them to write an informal letter for you, they will sweat from their nose to their pant. That time the house will become boring.



How about when you call them to know how they are fairing? If they are in David's chamber ( a man's house) like Uriah's wife, they will pick the call, shout "Hello!... Hello... Hello!!!, hang up the phone the next thing the phone went off.




This GOLD-DIGGERS believe that relationship responsibilities is a one way thing where they keep demanding and begging without shame.


They will act as if they have been hungry all their lives before you met them.



GOLD-DIGGERS everywhere,  GOLD-DIGGERS on the loose, watch out before you are used to past time.


Don't say I didn't warn you.



To be forewarned is to be forearmed .


✍️ Patrick Ekong.

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