August 30th, 2012 | by thetoolsman
“Ladies and gentlemen. Good evening. You are welcome to this wonderful event. We have all gathered here to celebrate the bundle of joy God has blessed us with in this compound. We are here to do what our forefathers did and passed on to us. We are here to name the bundle of joy, God has blessed the family of Mr. Andrew.”
March 31st, 2012 | by thetoolsman
Good day ladies…and gentlemen; welcome to Rounds. We will start with the really dumb news. It’s a lesson hard-learnt for
February 16th, 2012 | by thetoolsman
It was an unusual evening at 43 Fafunwa for many reasons. Well, the few birds that were brave enough to
February 2nd, 2012 | by thetoolsman
Sitting alone out on the veranda, Mr. Andrew – Madam Wangerr’s husband – was fanning away the flies trying
January 19th, 2012 | by thetoolsman
So yeah… we realized we didn’t give you all a recap of what went down on 43 Fafunwa last
January 12th, 2012 | by thetoolsman
It was a rather busy afternoon at Fafunwa street. Quite unlike the other parts of the state. Or at least
December 8th, 2011 | by thetoolsman
Laide let out a piercing scream that matched the wailing of sirens approaching. She began threatening to call down fire
November 17th, 2011 | by thetoolsman
“Sister… Sister Laide! Please wait…” “Ah, brother Eddy. How are you, I hope you enjoyed the sermon.” “Ah, yes o.