A professor drove into a petrol station in his
sleek state of the art range rover sports to
Professor: Guy abeg, give me full tank.
Fuel Attendant: Sir, I don’t speak pidgin. I
only speak English.
Professor: Ok! Good morning. I currently feel
a profound desire to
replenish the propelling of my motorized
automobile. Therefore I
cordially request you to transfer from your
subterranean reservoir a sufficient quantity
of the combustible fluid of the highest
octane rating to fill the appropriate
receptacle of the said means of
perambulation to the brim.
Fuel Attendant: Oga na play I dey play o,
how much fuel you want?