Post by Joseph The Dreamer (@oshojoh)

When I was in boarding school, they invited a pastor for a 3 day crusade.

On the first day, almost nobody showed up. Then they announced they’d be sharing free puff puff and Fanta.

My squad and I didn’t waste time. I even ironed my house wear with a coal iron because I heard students from the girls’ hostel would be there. I couldn’t let my crush catch me looking rough.

As the service went on, the pastor started laying hands on people, and they were falling one after another.

Then it got to my turn.

The man placed his hand on my head… nothing happened.

Meanwhile, I was already annoyed because they still hadn’t shared the puff puff.

He pushed my head… I refused to fall.

He pushed harder… I still stood my ground.

Then this man quietly hooked my leg and I fell, but my freshly ironed clothes got stained.

My anger reached another level.

I stood up and gave the pastor gidigbo… and the pastor fell too.

The ushers rushed in, carried me out, and that was the end of my crusade.

I missed the puff puff, but at least I left satisfied. 😂 even my crush saw it and I come be like hero for her eyes😁

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