Nigerians speak so poetic when they're upset. Instead of saying, I'm mad, they'll say, My enemies have succeeded. Whenever my dad decided he's not going to whip us, he'd say, Today is your Christmas, but next time will be your Halloween. Instead of saying, he's full, my Nigerian friend says his waistband is suffering. We are too poetic with it. Bro, too poetic, but it's too funny. Ask my Nigerian friend if someone was trustworthy, and he said, For every 12, there's a Judas.What?Oh, wow.Poetry. Bro. Come on, I don't know how we think of these things. Instead of saying someone is stupid, my Nigerian friend said, Wisdom is chasing her, but she's faster.