A certified Nyege-Nyege experience
My troubles, as usual, started on a Sunday, last year. Our pastor threw me out of church. He was performing miracle upon miracle: making the lame walk and the blind see and the church offertory was being filled by the proselytised and hypnotised...until I innocently asked him to perform a miracle for me. “What will that be, my son?” asked this age-mate of a pastor. “Can you fill up the offertory without the congregation giving you a coin?” I replied. (I also asked about the possibility of paying taxes and rent without having to pay taxes and rent via his miracle works, of cour...
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