Showing posts with label comedy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label comedy. Show all posts

Saturday, July 30, 2011

COKE AND FANTA



COCA-COLA AND FANTA: A BEVERAGE DILEMMA

Hello everyone, I find myself in a quandary over the creators of Coca-Cola and Fanta. It's a conundrum of epic proportions that has me questioning my beverage preferences.

We are all familiar with Coca-Cola. It's not as sweet as one might assume, yet it contains more sugar than Fanta. Fanta, on the other hand, is visually appealing. One might assume it's sweeter than Coca-Cola, but it isn't. I'm sure you've noticed that Coca-Cola is more prevalent than Fanta in most places.

When I have Coca-Cola in my fridge, I feel an indescribable affinity for it. It's as if I can't live without it. The same applies to Fanta. Although it's not as ubiquitous as Coca-Cola, when I find it, I want nothing more than to savor it.

However, I currently find myself without either Coca-Cola or Fanta. It feels as if the manufacturers have abandoned me, leaving me feeling desolate and emotionally bereft. I'm left pondering which I desire more - Coca-Cola or Fanta?

As I was trying to make a decision, I noticed Sprite and Burn (the energy drink... so mild yet so strong and wild). This led me to wonder, am I being selfish? Should I choose between Coca-Cola and Fanta, or should I forgo them and opt for Sprite and Burn?

Furthermore, I realized that consuming all these drinks could potentially lead to health issues, such as diabetes.

I'm genuinely perplexed, folks. I'm unsure of how to choose, what to choose, or even what course of action to take.

For now, I've decided not to discriminate. I'll sample all of them and make a final decision based on which one offers the most satisfying taste. Kommytila has spoken.

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

A Conversation With Fear





Alabi: What is this in my heart?
        My legs can't move
        my lips seem sealed shut
       Even my brain seem to have shut down.
               Now am thinking in my head, what shall I say. Then I say,

Alabi: Who is this?
        Why are you blocking my way?

Fear: I am fear
        and I am here to stay

Alabi: No way
        you can't stay
        this is an important phase
        and you r stopping me from what i would love to embrace

Fear: Sorry this is my place
        and my mission is to satop you from making mistakes
        no matter what it takes

Alabi: Even if it means loosing my stakes?

Fear: well stakes could cost you your pride

Alabi: Thats a good point
        But its pointless if you haven`t tried

Fear: Whats the point of trying
       When you know ur chances are low
        It`s just like playing a lottery

Alabi: I could be lucky you know
       The stakes show good signs

Fear: Ya, they always do
        till you lose

Alabi: Now that you said that
        You leave me with 2 options
        I either go play for the stakes
        or i stay here and waste my break

Fear: Make your choice

Alabi: I go get my stakes

Fear: Remember your pride

Alabi: Fuck my pride
        Damn, it`s already late
        You casued this delay

Fear: I guess my job here is done
        See you some other time

Alabi: I hate him
        See what he`s done
       Am sure he`ll be back again
         Next time I`ll be ready

also written by = anonymous( meaning he doesnt want ppl to know it was him that wrote it)

Monday, November 16, 2009

I LUST AFTER YOU,WILL YOU KICK IT WIV ME THO!

K so kommytila travelled this weekend for a (family friends) graduation u feel me... like a 7hr journey... ROAD TRIP... BUYAKASHA.. BRAP BRAP BRAP KPO KPO KPISHUN KPISHUN GBOSA! yh so I had minor fun as ottawa was boring this weekend but am heading back on wednesday got a visa interview y'all wish me luck.

anyways on my way to ottawa while driving i was thinking... most of d ppl i have dated/been with i never really loved them like that it was more of a sensual sturvinz
(yoruba accent) u feel me... some lust sturvz

anyways so to the main d main of this post...

its really just a question to girls. would yall prefer us telling u d truth, u know tell we seriously and deeply in lo- sorry LUST wiv u... we are crazily attracted to u and thats it.  not sure i passed the question out right but pls ppl get at me...

I AM 19

okay also in this ottawa trip...

I hate it wen i am been remindig of my age iin a bad way... say during dinner a botle of wine is on the table so i can drink n eat right and then a random someone makes a side comot like "arent the people on "my" table underage"  you get what i mean right.

i know I am a young dude. i tell err1 when i meet them... its not a bigger I am  just 19.

plus i may be just 19. but am sure i have done things in this life most people older havent done or tried doing... this post well was written wiv anger. i really wish u ppl can feel how hard am tapping my keys..

me being just 19 dont mean errthing bout me is just 19. i mean i am not 19 downstairs i can assure you of that. my brain aint 19 eida.  i ve got plans for days. i mean I am kommy konfirmed obasa... but anyways still

P.S.  to the older girls dont try n front if u want to get it... get at me on twitter(konfirmed) facebook(kommy konfirmed obasa) email kanmi@konfirmed.com

Kommytila... signs out. plus sorry forgot to tell y'all I just added a new thing to d konfirmed website. y;all  should check it out if u have any questions or suggestions pictures anything u think can be put there lemme know.

kommytila is a young man with a bright future better get at him now... hiss

for my twitterians #imagine say i dey share $100 for everyone who leaves a comment... lol #WhereDeyDoDatat?

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

My Addiction

k i never knew i was addicted to u.

I knew i couldnt do without u the day i left the shower still dripping wet just to be wiv you for just 7secs

i never new you ll feel so so good.

u know everything about me...

i am with you and you are wiv me always.

we cant be without each anoda

with you there is never a dulling time...

Since we met i have not lived a day wivout u wiv u. wiv u flowing  thru my veins

the process is so so wonderful... like so many things are invovled...

my brain- my nerves- my fingers- U- bk to my brain and the process starts again.

i dont give a dam! if i chatted shit in this post. but TWITTER. O TWITTER. is there a day i would live wivout u...

I am in the student center because of u twitter... no internet in my house.

facebook = wack,  hi5= crap, all of them worthless... o twitter dont you ever leave me... sniff sniff..

twitter u are my bestfriend. i can tell you anything, ur such a good listener ...

sniff am crying right now... twitter... i love you... hope u love me too... sniff... sniff... buy blogsville... going to tweet

Sunday, November 1, 2009

back then...

KOMMYTILA...




And so emotions from a long lost love pop up from no where.

I try to keep off, u know like ehm... keep a distance thats what my head;s telling me...

but the truth is I cant keep letting my head think for me, my heart is dying... dying real slow... (slow like slovania) lol...

I rem the days before our first kiss... when we only used to cuddle on your bed, i tried to keep to myself u

know do dem good boy things, nice guy sturvz.. like leave pace between u n me on the bed,

so ul know I wasn't in it for sex...


u n i, well we lasted for a couple of months, those months, i can never forget, the good times... and the

not-so-good times..


our thing was deep tho... we spoke bout a few things, i told u basically errthing bout me... i assumed ul

know me inside out ...

but...  DEN DEN DEN DEN... lol

i find it a bit strange when you said u didnt know who i am... like i was heart-broken... like ur suppose 2 b d only one on earth that knows errthing bout me...

well all I can say now is... I will always be here if you need me...

LOVE DOES HURT... esp when u dont know what the other person thinks or feels...

KOMMYTILA... GRRR
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eh hello people... how u doing...

wats happening... ehm lol kommytila is single ehm... feel free 2 add me on facebook name is KOMMY KONFIRMED OBASA...

and on twitter lol... name kommytila...

if u want email addy... lemme know..
grr baby grrr...

shout out to
my daddy
my mommy
my sisters
my uncles
aunts
nephews
nieces
...all my exs...
house-maids... grrr
the ppl that stole my shirts and boxers in boarding house... lol i know a few ov u...
2 dem seniors that purnished me...

so am kommytila the joker is back as well emotional dude has halfly gone.. if that english exists...
so next post shud be fun a lil bit.

Friday, July 17, 2009

The Kitchen...

sure, i cook... i boil water, egg, rice, meat e.t.c. u know. fry egg, chicken, meat e.t.c. u know normal things make stew e.t.c. u get me.

but honestly speaking no matter how much ppl would say " men are the best cook" ta! infact big ta!

so many times in my mind, il like to feel that am better than other pplz(gals) cooking. but hmmm

i know i need feminine cooking in my life. miss momsy and house-galz cooking...

well so in d past 2days i have been eating food made by women... and i feeeeel good.

anyway... the point of this post is to say the kitchen isnt meant for the man. sure he can help in the kitchen ... but if u want me to cook for ...hmmm sure it will be edible and non-poisonous but am sure its best u cook and eat ur own food or we can like to go to mcdonalds...

anyways bye ppl am off to help out in the kitchen...
KOMMYTILA HAS SPOKEN.

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

My Love for the 401


Apologies for the delay, folks... I fell in love, which kept me away from blogging. But now she has given me some time to write...

I've finally found something that never leaves me. Every time I want her to stay with me, she's there...

Even if I neglect her for two or three months, not calling or texting, and when we finally meet, maybe for just three hours or at most eight, she's cool about it. She doesn't care.

There are times when I'm at home with nothing to do, yearning to see her. The urge is so powerful, so strong, so deep.

I try to keep away every time, but NO, I always come back to her. I try, I try, I try to resist, but... 401, I love you.

Sometimes when I'm alone with my love and my ASA CD is playing, I just sleep with her beneath me. She is so wide. I feel so comfortable with her. I really can't explain the love I have for her.

But the only problem is after I'm done with her, I feel tired, weak, lifeless. She absorbs all the energy from me.

But today, I'm here to tell my love that I won't see her for a long time after this meeting.