Superhero Me

Disclaimer:

1. The word ‘superhero’ has absolutely nothing to do with Mr. (or Mrs.) Endowed nor Naeto C.

2. If as a child, you never watched any cartoons, or somehow, maybe by way of a coma or something , didn’t see ANY cartoon characters anywhere throughout your ( apparently lame ) childhood, please move on to the next post, or else you’d be as lost as Nemo.

Let’s go ‘BlogOracle’…

Who is the greatest Superhero?

(Let’s not start on that argument, we all know its Shegz Okoro.)

If you were ever to be a superhero, who will your character fit?

So, I actually thought it out. If my impish genie pops out from my electric jug and decides to transform me into a superhero instead of the perfect boyfriend I asked to be, what will I be like?

First of all, I won’t have a cape.

That feature is gay! #ThatIsAll. I must be able to fly though, and high. Really high. As a human, I’m a very high achiever, I have high expectations for myself and I dare myself to do impossible things. I dream really big too, so if that’s translated into a superhero feature, it’d be the ability to fly anywhere. Yah, im talking Pluto lounging, Mars dinner, Jupiter clubbing, you know what I mean.Johnny Bravo wink. Also, a cape makes it too obvious that you can do the flight. I’m a very humble fella.

I will see through walls.

A lot of my friends will attest to the fact that I have, humbly, this ability to see through people and their egocentric walls of self-absorbing hurt, usually created in defense from further emotional pain. Less English, I can get them to talk to me, as I also let my feelings out to them. I will definitely see through walls. Don’t worry; I can never ever waste it on your bathroom wall, if you’re a guy of course or a student of my department, male or male.

I’d get back to you on the rest. Think about yours tho.