You may think that my gastronomic metaphors are tripe, but rather than weeping over spilt milk, I am going to put all my eggs in one basket because I am as cool as cucumber and I am confident that you've got the swagger to swallow and relish this feast I've just cooked up because there is a veritable banquet of mushrooming food metaphors that grace the table of my language and season my tongue.
The people your meet...your peeps, some have taste; we take them like a pinch of salt, while others drive us bananas. Some are crusty old teething nollywood wannabes, they hold up their apples and blackberries with their hand as wrinkled as cabbage. They are no longer in their salad days.
Some others are half-baked turkey-heads who steam us up and drive us nuts.
Some breadwinners make a lot of dough and others earn peanuts.
Then there are those salt of the earth(the good eggs, who in a nutshell, make life a bowl of honey. They are the apple of our eyes!!!.
Wonderful
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