JUNIOR: Daddy, what is the colour of the uniform of Boko-Haram and Bandits? I know that of army, air force, Navy, customs, immigration, police, traffic and prison wardens.
Even vigilantes. But that of Boko-Haram and Bandits, l don't know.
FATHER: You see, my son. They don't have one regular uniform like the others. They combined all the uniforms by cutting little piece from each of the forces you have mentioned uniforms to sew theirs. In other words, their uniform has the colours of all the other uniforms hence they are dreaded by all the forces. Their uniform has all the colours.
Two months later, Junior's aunt who is a traditional religion leader died. On the day of the burial, Junior went to the village in company of his parents.
Now, all members of the traditional religion came with their traditional regalia comprising of red, white, black, yellow, green and brown colours as their uniform.
They were all on ground to bury their leader with their traditional regalia.
When Junior saw their traditional regalia comprising of all the colours, he ran to his father shouting as he ran, "Run everybody! Run everybody! Boko-Haram and Bandits are here. And everyone took to their heels to hide.
Thirty minutes later, they came out of their hiding positions only for them to discovered that the village youths had vandalized all the coolers of rice, fried chickens, rams, cow meat, soft drinks as well as the beer into their stomach.
And the invited guests became angry and they left the burial disappointed.
Later the following ensued between Junior and his disappointed father.
FATHER: Junior, come here very fast. Where did you see Boko-Haram and Bandits? Secondly, how were you able to know that they were Boko-Haram and Bandits?
JUNIOR: But Daddy, you were the one who told me that their uniform comprises of all the colours. Didn't you see that those men and women who stood round aunt's casket were putting on clothes with all the colours in their costume?
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