unkuJack

I'm not a Chef, but I could play one on tv | Scubadiver | Closet adventurer | Musician | Poet | Thinker | coach | I love life. ig: @unkujack

[unkuJack @Jack3669]

DIARY LOG: THE TRANSPORT TRAVESTY
Date: This Morning
Location: Somewhere between Ikoyi and Ikorodu
Mission Brief: Discreet pickup of high-value package.

Operation Status: Vehicular disaster.

We were issued a brand-new tactical vehicle. Sleek. Armored. Worth more than my pension

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@Omojuwa Ive not always been a fan of yours. But in this case, I love your phrasing of the question, and the diplomatically stated insinuation you were conveying. Kudos.

Words matter. Actions matter. Both have consequences. The right tools must be used to get the right results.

[Typical African @Joe__Bassey]

Barbados 🇧🇧 PM DESTROYS Israel & U.S. at UN LIVE – “They Make a Desert and Call It Peace!”

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The operation was shut down.
But I’ll admit… part of me still wonders if Nurse Anita kept my sample for “quality control.”

Codename: The Milkmaid's Milkman

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DIARY LOG: THE JOY STICK

Mission Type: Discreet Inquiry (Frontline Recon)
Location: Harmony Life Clinic, Abuja
Operation Status: Sample Delivered. Conscience — Processing.

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But as I watched Nurse Anita calmly assist another “donor,” I felt a wave of conflict.
Technically, a sperm bank isn’t a baby factory…
But technically, it sort of is…
But then again, I had just contributed to the GDP — Genetic Distribution Program.

The mission was a success.

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They say spies must be quick on their feet.
Mine… need medical attention.

Codename: THE SCARLET LIMPERNEL
(One small step for man. One giant Opio for Domas)

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DIARY LOG: THE SCARLET LIMPERNEL
Mission Type: Surveillance / Party Infiltration
Location: Lagos Yacht Club
Time: Sunset, but my big toe had other plans
Operation Status: Limping toward failure.

Brief was simple:
Crash a private yacht party.
Track a suspected arms dealer.

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and hops into a speedboat.
I hobble behind, dramatic grimace and all.

I finally board… just in time for the boat to pull away.
Alone. No driver. No plan.
Just me, the pain, and the open sea.
Drifting toward Takwa Bay with tears in my eyes and an ice bucket on my foot.

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Nobody warns you about the side effects of skipping lunch.

Codename: YOU ONLY NAP TWICE
(“Sleep is the comatose-cousin of promotion.”)

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DIARY LOG: YOU ONLY NAP TWICE
Mission Type: Regional Security Briefing
Location: NIA Headquarters, Abuja
Time: Post-lunch lull (the most dangerous time of day)
Operation Status: REM Cycle: 100% Complete.
Room full of suits. Big wigs. Bigger egos. Top brass from across West Africa

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Long story short:
I’ve been nicknamed The Oracle.
They’ve assigned me a junior analyst to “monitor my prophecies.”
And I’ve been invited to lead next week’s session on predictive intel.
All from one poorly timed nap.
Spies are always supposed to be at alert.