You asked me the question yesterday, you saw me looking for answers in the sky. Well the answer to the question is simple; the question WHO ARE YOU? is indeed the simplest question many persons claim to be speechless at answering. See if you find yourself from the following instances.
I scoped your sister last night. I nearly undressed her with my naked eyes; she had a great deal of flesh. I smooched her with a great skill, and my erecting tree chose to stand still. It happened so fast, the penetration was inevitable due to her over ripe body and implicating red lips. So what happens after that is me telling a group of people to desist from necking or lusting after young girls; I go as far as telling them that if their eyes will make them commit evil, then they should pluck it off.
I am married to a lovely lady, I actually married her a virgin. She is approaching 42 years and has blessed my household with three children. Small quarrel here, more ruckus there, she was becoming old in my eyes. I yell at her intervals and prefer to hang with new hommies in festivals – my wife used to be my life, now my anthem changed to MEHN AM SO ALIVE thanks to hugs from little madam I see in open places. After that episode, I climb the pulpit and speak in tongues telling brethren to love their wives.
I have asked God for open heavens, but since God put me on the wait list, I start doubting his capabilities. I ask my friends to fill me in on what they do to get those eye appealing bills, they tell me to hush and laugh vacantly to change the topic. No way, I surely had them talking; it was online packages called YAHOO that they did to earn a big buck. That was so catchy and less stressful, my face reconciled with big grin that I misplaced for a month. Now you tell me life is difficult, and I say you should have faith as tiny as a mustard seed.
I have money that can change your future from blackout to sunshine. So keep bringing your friends to my duplex, it is high time I show you the kind of HELP OTHERS God was talking about. I put smiles on their faces, a sweet feeling to be called a kindhearted and loving rich man. So my wife is fed up and is filing papers for separation as I ignore her whenever she asks for money to buy pampers, or money for her hair, and in fact money for anything. She must have felt irrelevant as I never extended my kindness to her; she must have been left confused as she could not remember her offence – there was no offence by the way.
The instances are unending, you probably have one or two to share with me as your own thoughts. The bottom line is, WHO ARE YOU is a question that has just one answer. The thing you do when no other man sees you is who you are. For love of self deception, we end up in a pit…… A great week to you all.