Having been on a long lonely trip to Jos, Olalekan tried out the number of Bassey, an alumnus of Unilorin like himself, only to learn that Bassey was under the weather battling a weeklong bout of Typhoid fever. But, he was willing to catch up on old gist with Olalekan, anyway.
Reunited they did, merrily. Lekan called for a Heineken bottle while Bassey who was on medication settled for the gentler small Stout.
2 hours down the friendly banters, and on his 15th smallie, Bassey let out a lonnnngggg yawn followed by a lenghtier stretching and said:
'This malaria no gree me drink'
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