You have malaria fever and you say make l escort you to the hospital. Now, you were asked to run three tests and you told the doctor that you want to ease yourself and that was all they saw of you. I waited for you for hours looking for you everywhere. Only for me to meet you at home.
What is wrong with you? Don't you want to cure yourself of the malaria fever?
JACOB: Come, John, you well so? You nor know say one of the tests wey dem say make l do, na HIV/AIDS test?
Why l nor go run? Is it because say dem nor want test you? Nor be me and you be the regular customer for GBAMGBAM ashawo hotel? That hotel nor be our second home?
That my first customer, Maggi, nor be she die six months ago? Look Angelina, she don lean finish. What of Blacky? Nor be she be like skeleton so?
Naim, you come say make l go do HIV/AIDS test.
You nor know say if the test proved positive now, before you know it, police and doctor don come. Dem go handcuffs you carry go for everlasting separation.
Where only you and cockroaches and bedbugs go be friends.
God forbid! Nor be me and them. My fever don go by force.
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