No I'm NOT leaving Blogsville,
just going on a trip, albeit late its better now than never.
Off to some Eastern state for NYSC.
I have been told to learn the words for Cutlass, Kill and Soup so once I hear those words... I RUN! I have heard they eat people in some parts...Bullocks they just trying to scare my juicy ass.
I am scared this is my first time (Im kinda a Gidi chic thru and thru) but still open for the adventure
Feel free to still drop your comments even if you don't see them immediately as the Dam of comments burst forth when I return in three weeks.
I miss you guys Already!
My flight is in the morning e gbadura fun mi o!
I promise not to do anything illegal or disgusting in camp.
await my stories y'all!
I cant express myself saying it exactly as it is?
Who says I should live my life scared?
If GODb4mi...Wu u fit b?
Saturday, 28 February 2009
No I'm NOT leaving Blogsville,
Posted by badderchic at 23:50
Sunday, 22 February 2009
So I decided to put Baroque up for sale afterwards,
Only because I am very very nice and I feel the urge to do something good.
why monopolize the brother?
I mean why spoil his market? its not a finders keepers thingzz.
So in a bid not to be greedy I have decided to CHANGE MY MIND.
I'm allowed to, that's why I'm Badder! lol
Lets the Games continue!
Happy new week guys!
Posted by badderchic at 14:26
Thursday, 19 February 2009
THIS IS TO INFORM THE GENERAL BLOGSVILLE POPULACE THAT BAROQUE IS BADDERCHIC'S.
HE IS MINE MINE MINE!
I HAVE HYPNOTIZED HIM WITH SOMIN THAT ONLY THE TWO OF US KNOW ABOUT.
I SHALL NOT BE REVEALING HIS IDENTITY TO ANY ONE OF YOU SO PLEASE DONT ASK.
YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!
Posted by badderchic at 15:34
Sunday, 8 February 2009
Afro has banned me from going private so has another blogger that means alot to me, you know yourself madam so lets see what y'all think. vote and lets see. Btw this is hazardous on a Monday Morning, enjoy it.
I woke up at that point dayyum I must have been dreaming, dreaming that baroque was about to fork me from the back. what a horrid dream I thought, horrid, yet, I could taste him, taste that sweet kiss still but I thought that was a dream abi wasnt it?
not too much time to think cuz my phone vibes at my side, I look at it 7 missed calls, dayyum whats up with people? cant a girl sleep in peace although that dream wasnt so peaceful now was it?
unknown number, who the hell is this I'm thinking? no need to think too much its ringing again I pick it up
Badder hi, been trying to reach you
sorry who is this?
I'm FBA's friend, he gave me an address to pick you up from, he says he was meant to pick you but he's stuck in the mainland traffic are you still on the island
okay I'll be there in seven minutes, been in the area.
K. i hung up
fucking guy that FBA i'll kill him when I see him, I will. off to the bath to pee, wash up, wash my face, just out when I hear Haruna my cousin's gateman at the door
Aunty...Aunty fadder someone dey pind you o!
you father! na me you dey call fadder?
Madam no vesk.
let him in.
I get to the door and he walks in FBA's friend. he looks oddly familiar I think I know him but from where?
nice... your place
thanks but not mine, I'm just house sitting
Im badderchic...badderchic the chairlady
whats your name?
he walks to the door and locks it, takes out the key and puts it in his pocket and then I see it, his identification seal, a proof to who he really is...
a bright red HELMENT
O my... Baroquey?
he walks to me and kisses me stupid, hard fast ruthless
then he slows it down then I realise, Im kissing him back!
that's for all those times you made me want you bad, for all those teasing mind boggling messages.
Im not sorry for them baroquey.
no wonder he looked so fucking familiar, he was the same man from my dreams.
he lifted me up and places me on the granite dining table, thank goodness my cousin wasn't listening to me all those days I was protesting against granite.
what are you doing I ask him?
what does it look like?
he peels off my jeans and kisses my stomach
Baroque...what...wait...what are you doing?
what the fork does it look like? I'm about to pitch a fucking tent
NO! Im not comfortable with...I'm...see...I mean...oooo...Yes!
his head buried between my thighs, I'm singing the Greek, Bulgarian, German and Kenyan National anthems
are you going to make me touch my toes?
...to be continued.
Thursday, 5 February 2009
So pending when I really sort out the rubbish technicalities that comes with the territory, I have reopened the blog for y'all. send me your email addresses so I can invite you and Afro I go try sort out the wahala with commenting as soon as I find the time. devour.
What are you doing here? how did you find me? I knew you were in Gidi but how? I mean who told you where to find me? who I was? am? what my real name is? exschnerd? Chari? FBA? Princessa? who?
What does it matter?
Im perplexed, shocked is an understatement and you are soo, sooo sexy.
Badd I have been waiting for this moment for a very long time
the moment when I finally get to fork your brains out
Cmon you know you dont really wanna do that...do you?
what? after all the teasing, the taunting, the trails of messages, always leaving me with a hard on.
But Baroquey, I was just fucking with you
Ye thats what I want to be doing fucking with you. By the way whats with this guy Man Cee?
Cmon Baroquey, he is...he is...
Just another guy that turns you on?
I cant deny it Baroquey but its you who turns me on the most, i fear. sometimes gettin up from my chair whenever I read you? impossible, Im always too turned on, I just want to explode for you Baroquey, so errm would you make me explode for you? ehn?
Would you like me to Badder?
Kiss me badder
you taste good now...
turn around, bend over...touch your toes.
to be continued.