There are certain quarrels that should be left for teenagers. However, when you see two grown ladies at each other’s necks; then something must be seriously wrong.
The other day, I was strolling down my street when I stumbled upon two ladies shouting at the top of their voices.
Blessing: Won’t you go and find your own man?
Juliet: Look at you; see who is talking
Blessing: Take this as my last warning to you
Juliet: Keep your warning to yourself
Blessing: you think you are smart; right?
Juliet: You that are smart, where has that taken you?
Blessing: this is neither the first time nor the second time you are doing this. You always put your head where somebody has already occupied. Cheap article!
Juliet: come what is your issue; did you bring any man to this world when you came?
Blessing: see how you reason? Stupid question!
Juliet: If you know he is your man, you know what to do. Stop barking like a dog here
Blessing: You are the one confusing him with those your big breasts.
Juliet: Now; I can see your pain. Jealousy! Is it because yours have gone flat? Jealousy!
Blessing: You don’t have shame? Can’t you just respect yourself for once? The same thing you did to Titi, you tried it with Pat. You are doing it to me now. What is wrong with you?
Juliet: What is wrong with me is that your men cannot take their eyes off my body. That is what is wrong with me. When you have goats as men what do you expect? They will go after every palm frond they see.
Blessing: Really? Dog like you!
Juliet: I know. I am a dog. You are not ashamed; you follow a man who is going after a dog. What does that make you? Answer me!
At that point Blessing lost her cool and decided to do the rest of the talking with her fists. It was one of those moves I’m sure she would ever regret making. Juliet held her dress and in less than two minutes, she tore the upper part of the dress into shreds. She kept pulling on Blessing’s bra until she exposed her breasts. Yeah, the two dangling things were exposed to the admiration of some guys who sat some poles away from them. I was standing very close to the men. Nobody came to separate them. These were ladies in their late twenties or early thirties.
Blessing couldn’t concentrate on the fight any more. She held her clothes with one hand in order not to further expose her members while she fought with the other hand. When she found out she wasn’t very effective with one hand; she wriggled herself from Juliet and took to her heels. Juliet pursued her until two of them disappeared from our view.
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