Nah fellas, this isn't a WWE talk and the "Cold Stone" i'm talking about is neither a wrestler nor a form of German meal. This is about a sorry meal i had one night.. This night!
We sat at the dinner table and this bowl was pushed in one direction - mine! The content of this bowl would be for me to find out. Now, let me stress that i have been a tough and somewhat 'rugged' gentleman. I eat in places you would not believe, restaurants some of my siblings wouldn't even contemplate entering for a meal, and I am no stranger to poorly prepared meals especially at this particular dinner table.
So i went on to uncover this bundle of mystery and there it was! staring me in the eye. A bowl of badly made garri. I tried palpitating this and men.. It felt like half-stone, half-pap. I mean, this literally must be a shade of what i call COLD STONE!
What can a hungry son of man do? I went on to consume this mean and right now, my belly hurts. Like i swallowed a rock or something. Pray for a brother fellas. Please pray that i survive this night.
We sat at the dinner table and this bowl was pushed in one direction - mine! The content of this bowl would be for me to find out. Now, let me stress that i have been a tough and somewhat 'rugged' gentleman. I eat in places you would not believe, restaurants some of my siblings wouldn't even contemplate entering for a meal, and I am no stranger to poorly prepared meals especially at this particular dinner table.
So i went on to uncover this bundle of mystery and there it was! staring me in the eye. A bowl of badly made garri. I tried palpitating this and men.. It felt like half-stone, half-pap. I mean, this literally must be a shade of what i call COLD STONE!
What can a hungry son of man do? I went on to consume this mean and right now, my belly hurts. Like i swallowed a rock or something. Pray for a brother fellas. Please pray that i survive this night.
