Hey guise, don’t be afraid to g-check your Aunties today. Them Aunties who are absent from your life for 364 days of the year but think they get to ask you personal questions about your love life.

Those Aunties who don’t even know how you’re struggling to establish yourself in your chosen careers.. Aunties who have never not once consoled you during a break up.

Aunties who do not even have your mobile number asking you to when you’re going to have kids.

Listen, g-check them with vim. Go as low as you possibly can and maintain eye contact.

The day one stupid Aunty asked me whether I was a Lesbian because I’m tomboyish, I took it upon myself to demonstrate how I gargle the balls of the fella I was seeing. Since she wanted to keep tabs on my Narni.

Then I told her from she isn’t my mate & doesn’t have my number, she doesn’t get to ask me personal questions. From that day, she addresses me properly.

It’s unacceptable folks. Create the boundary from now because you are no longer a child & should not have to dread being around certain people in your own home.

Tell your Mums crusty friend that she shouldn’t even be stressed about the date of your wedding because she will not be wearing your Asoebi. Also tell her to focus on her hopeless son that drinks codeine.

My mouth is sharp & everyone knows. When someone says summink sideways about me or my brothers/sister, my siblings literally make this face because they know I’m pouncing loooool