Kirikiri Town: Etcetera Exposes Daddy Showkey, Basket Mouth, Sunday Oliseh Others In New Article

    This article by Etcetera will bring memories back to you if
    you ever lived in Kirikiri town and you are of his age. Etcetera in this new article explained how he
    lived in Kirikiri town with few celebrity friends with whom they all engaged in one ‘crime’ or the other.

    He also explained his ‘prison’ life and how he had visited the maximum security prison because his father was the Chief Warder. He had fun watching and mingling with the likes of  Ade Bendel, Major Al Mustapha, General Bamaiyi and Colonel Gwadabe who were all in prison and described how Ade Bendel had swag in prison and how all prisoners loved him crazy. You will definitely enjoy this article if you have no hate for him, but if you have hated him in the past, you won’t, lol. Oya click read more to get to know him better.
    Sometime during the week, I paid a visit to Kirikiri Town
    after a very long time. I grew up there as a little boy and it was there I had
    the fondest memories of my life. As soon as I got into town, word went round
    and friends started calling to find out where I was. I hooked up with my
    childhood best friend, Patrick, and we decided to take advantage of the
    beautiful weather by going for a walk through the town to recall some of our
    funniest memories from childhood.
    The first thing we laughed about was how Bright Okpocha, the
    comedian known as Basketmouth, took us along to steal his father’s fowl. We
    were four very close friends who practically did everything together. I lived
    in the prison barracks and I was always telling them mouth-watering stories of
    how those of us who lived there regularly made chicken pepper soup and plantain
    porridge with fowls in the barracks. I never knew Basketmouth was licking his
    lips to my stories all along until he called us one very beautiful morning to
    steal his father’s fowl. We got to his family house the next morning and
    executed the fowl like trained assassins. Basketmouth and myself were assigned
    to cook the jollof rice while Patrick and Godwin (Basketmouth’s immediate older
    brother) kept watch in case their mum got back from the market earlier than
    anticipated. After cooking, Basketmouth, thinking because he had the biggest
    eye balls among us demanded to be given the best part of the chicken.
    We wasted no time in reminding him of his age compared with
    everyone else’s. We ate everything and thought that we had rid the house of any
    evidence that could have incriminated us. We didn’t realise that Basketmouth
    forgot to throw away the feathers of the fowl. Later in the day when we were
    gathered at another friend’s place recounting our exploits for the day,
    Basketmouth’s little brother walked up from nowhere and said their father was
    calling all of us. See gobe! We knew instantly that we had been caught and it
    was due to Basketmouth’s negligence.
      
    The first thing the old man said when he saw us was “O
    Bright, you have eaten my heart.” We fought back laughter, fearing a double
    dose of whatever punishment we had coming. Oh! We teased Basketmouth and his
    brother Godwin with that line afterwards. We escaped without punishment. Thank
    God for his beautiful mum who pleaded on our behalf because she loved us all
    like her own. Patrick and I strolled further down town to the secondary school
    we attended and had a good laugh imitating Daddy Showkey, who was our senior in
    school and was always walking around the school premises, wearing bathroom
    slippers. His uniform was never tucked in but he was always punishing us for
    ‘flying’ our uniforms. The junior students dreaded him like hell. We talked
    about how the late Evangelist Sunny Okosuns was said to have been a very
    playful boy in one of the public primary schools in the town. On our way to the
    prison yard, we passed by the house where Rev. Kris Okotie grew up.
    We talked about life in the prison barracks and how being
    the son of the chief warder of the maximum security prison gave me the
    opportunity to meet very influential Nigerians in the prison yard. I remember
    my dad taking me to say hello to General Shehu Yar’Adua one evening after his
    lawn tennis game. I watched him play lawn tennis almost every evening in the
    yard in his impeccable white shorts and T-shirt. And there were always a
    handful of prisoners helping with the stray balls. I witnessed the General yell
    at an overzealous prisoner who dashed into the court unnecessarily to retrieve
    a loose ball.
    I also told my friend how Major Al Mustapha jokingly asked
    me what crime I had committed to be in the yard. I quickly informed him that I
    was the son of the chief warder. Till date, Major Al Mustapha is regarded as
    the best thing to have happened to the inmates of Kirikiri Maximum Security
    Prison by the inmates. He uplifted the spirits of the inmates by sponsoring
    various activities in the prison yard. He sponsored the prison football team
    and helped so many of the inmates gain their freedom. I always saw him seated
    by the side of the field cheering the players. Sometimes in the company of
    General Bamaiyi and Colonel Gwadabe, who were also inmates at the time. Other
    high profile inmates in the yard at that time were Fred Ajudua and Ade Bendel.
    Ade Bendel also rocked the prison yard with his swag. While other inmates wore
    ordinary prison uniforms, his was made of jeans and a well tailored shirt to
    match. They loved him like crazy for his benevolence. He built a hall for the
    prisoners and invited Basketmouth to perform. Basketmouth was scared to go
    alone and he asked me to accompany him, which I did.
    We talked about life outside the barracks when my dad
    retired. How Yakubu Aiyegbeni moved in with a friend living in my compound. We
    always ‘yabbed’ him as he walked about the compound with his big ‘yansh.’ Till
    date, we are still amazed how he played so brilliantly and effortlessly with
    such a body size. Sunday Oliseh was a member of our senior football team.
    Members of the junior team were made to pick balls while the senior team
    trained. Coach Fanny Amun came to town at different times to plead with the
    father of a member of our senior team to play for him. That happened after a
    game the senior team of the town played against the national under 17 team,
    coached by Fanny Amun. 
    We also talked about how Victor Okechukwu Agali, who was
    known in Kirikiri Town and Satellite Town as “Okey Banana” made it from hawking
    bananas in the streets to playing football for Schalke 04 in Germany. And how
    happy we were collecting tips from Samson Siasia to watch over his car whenever
    he visited his brother who was doing time in prison. We talked about how we
    used to listen to team mates laugh about how they tortured Osaze Odemwingie
    while they played football at the Pepsi Academy. Back then, every player in our
    team had a crush on Ann Echiejine, the first goalie for the Falcons. She was a
    member of the town’s female football team. She joined us in training regularly
    and she became better for it. It seemed training with the male team improved
    her skills tremendously. We were always very happy to have body contact with
    her on the pitch.

    I got back home that night, played a compilation CDs of old
    Nigerian reggae music and slept with the thought of how Victor Essiet got
    married to the late Becky Umanah, a girl from Kirikiri Town and they both
    became The Mandators.

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