Sunday, 17 January 2016

A bug and Akpors

Every night, Akpors would go down to the liquor store, get six bottles of beer, bring them home, and drink it while he watched TV. One night, as he finished his last beer, the doorbell rang. He stumbled to the door and found a six-foot cockroach standing there. The bug grabbed him by the collar and threw him across the room, then left.

The next night, after he finished his 4th beer, the doorbell rang. He walked slowly to the door and found the same six-foot cockroach standing there. The big bug punched him in the stomach, then left.
The next night, after he finished his 1st beer, the doorbell rang again. The same six-foot cockroach was standing there. This time he was kneed in the groin and hit behind the ear as he doubled over in pain. Then the big bug left.
The fourth night Akpors didn’t drink at all. The doorbell rang. The cockroach was standing there. The bug beat the snot out of Akpors and left him in a heap on the living room floor.
The following day, Akpors went to see his doctor. He explained events of the preceding four nights. “What can I do?” he pleaded. “Not much,” the doctor replied. “There’s just a nasty bug going around.”
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