In one village called Kpokirikpo Junction, people started forming “association” based on blood group and genotype.
Chairman Blood Group A stood up and said:
“People with Blood Group A are calm and responsible.”
Immediately one man shouted from the back:
“Calm ke? Na you collect my generator last year!”
Everybody burst into laughter.
Then Blood Group O people entered with swagger.
They said:
“We are universal donors. We help everybody.”
One woman replied:
“Yes, especially helping everybody’s girlfriend!”
The crowd shouted:
“O positive indeed!”
Now Genotype AA people came with pride.
One AA guy said:
“My children will be protected genetically.”
Another man whispered:
“But your landlord still dey protect you from eviction.”
Even the goats nearby seemed to laugh.
Then one old mama carried microphone:
“All of una dey make noise. The real problem for this village na people wey get GENOTYPE PROSTITUTE.”
Everybody became confused.
Chairman asked:
“Mama, wetin be genotype prostitute?”
Mama adjusted her wrapper and said:
“Na people wey fall in love every market day. Monday na electrician, Tuesday na barber, Wednesday na pastor, Thursday na yahoo boy!”
One woman for back nearly faint from laughter.
Another man added:
“The symptoms include:
– ‘Good morning dear’ to 17 people.
– Borrowing transport from one boyfriend to visit another boyfriend.
– Posting ‘I hate men’ every Friday.”
The village doctor came out seriously with notebook:
“This condition is dangerous. It spreads faster than malaria.”
One boy asked:
“Doctor, wetin be the cure?”
Doctor replied:
“Poor network and empty bank account.”
The whole village scatter with laughter.
