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May 21, 2025 at 11:33 PM
"๐“๐ก๐ž ๐“๐š๐ฅ๐ž ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐Ž๐ ๐›๐จ๐ง๐ง๐š ๐š๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐๐ฎ๐ญ๐ญ๐จ๐ง๐ฌ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐ƒ๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ฒ" Long ago, in the lively village of Ayanfe, where the goats spoke more sense than some elders, there lived a young man named Ogbonna. Now, Ogbonna was famous for two things: eating roasted corn faster than a chicken swallows grains, and stubbornness stronger than a donkey carrying yams uphill. One sunny afternoon, Ogbonna discovered a magic rectangular shrine in the chief's palace โ€” the elders called it "The Talking Box" (others just called it a smartphone, but elders like drama). On its screen were three mighty charms: Follow, Like, and Share buttons, shining like new tubers of yam after harvest. A village announcer spirit (who sounded suspiciously like Aunty Ngozi from across the street) came out of the box and cried, "Good people! Tap the buttons! Follow! Like! Share! It won't bite you ooo!" But Ogbonna, with his world-famous stubbornness, crossed his arms and said, "Ehn? What if it bites my finger? What if it curses my ancestors? What if it asks me to marry it?! I don't trust buttons that smile too much!" The whole village gathered around, whispering. "Tap it now!" "Itโ€™s just a button! " "Even Mama Nkechi's goat accidentally liked a post last week and nothing happened!" Still, Ogbonna refused. So, the Talking Box spirit grew tired. She called upon the Great Mosquito Army of the village. That night, as Ogbonna snored like a *broken* drum, the mosquitoes came out. Not normal mosquitoes o! These ones wore small sunglasses and carried tiny drums and vuvuzelas. They beat him like festival drums. "POM! PAM! PIM! WAKA-WAKA-WAKA!" They sang: "Tap the button, Ogbonna! Tap the button!" "It won't bite you, but WE will!" By morning, Ogbonna looked like a pepper soup ingredient โ€” swollen everywhere. In tears, he ran back to the Talking Box, dramatically tapped Follow, Like, and Share, then fainted like a Nollywood character. When he woke up, the Talking Box spirit smiled sweetly and said, "See? You didn't die. You didn't marry a demon. You just helped someone grow." From that day, the whole village learned: When you see Follow, Like, and Share... don't wait for mosquitoes to teach you. Just tap it! It won't bite you โ€” but something else might! And that's how Ogbonna became the first Influencer of Ayanfe Village. Moral of the story: Tap follow. Don't be Ogbonna. React it doesn't bite if you doโ€ donโ€™t be Ogbona. You are really missing interesting stories just for one reason; you are not following my page. You now know it doesnโ€™t bite follow Escapades Stories to receive notifications.
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