Let me tell you one thing about Nigerians in London: we no get time to look time. We ain’t benefiting from neither goats nor yams, and this abroad ehn? It is a jungle. Oyster card haff cost and nobody dey garri anybody, so the whole London attitude is: iyalaya anybody. And Dino Melaye found that out over the weekend when he rucked up to the London Notting Hill Carnival thinking we would have his time.
And I can imagine why he would think that too. Everyone is happy and in awesome spirits; the weather is amazeballs, and there are half-naked women gyrating everywhere. Plus, there are other notable Nigerians in town and everyone seems to like them: Desmond Elliot, Klint Da Drunk, Helen Paul, Arole and EmmaOhMaGahd to mention a few. Why wouldn’t the happy crowd welcome the erstwhile politician?
Because we’re not stupid, that’s why. Yes, Dino Melaye got carried away in the euphoria of it all, and we know what happens to people who get carried away, right? Ajekun iya ni o je!
Warch below as he tries to address the crowd but a London guy tells him exactly what he thinks of him:
Dino, Londoners need to see more than your pot belly in a pair of tight jeans to be won over. Act like you know and go back to Kogi State, we no buy market oooo!
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