The Peppered Pork Ribs

It was our routine, thank God it's Friday time out. We were discussing how and where we will spend that day. On that fateful day, Daniella was to celebrate her birthday, but had refused to reveal the date before the day.

I was in my office when the operations manager came calling, thinking it was his normal jokes, he excitedly announced that Daniella had invited us to a cool spot for after-work chilling. Without suspecting anything, I accepted the invitation. A few minutes after 5 pm (WAT), we left for the evening, chilling. Arriving there, we were served with veggies, but standing out was this richly peppered cuisine, well-presented around the table.

That sight caught my attention, and I whispered into the OM’s ear, what do we have over there.
Without blinking his eyelid. He exclaimed, ‘That’s barbecue peppered pork ribs prepared for us.

AI GENERATED

Excitedly, I left them behind to join the table of four. I enjoyed every bit of the cuisine. However, Seun jokingly chuckled,” Look at how you are enjoying these ribs. Remember, you are made from a cracked rib of somebody, so come and get going, it is late. The owner of your rib is waiting.

Everybody burst into laughter at such a thought. But hey, I realised I had stayed out late and quickly jumped up and left without much ado, straight home to the owner of the rib used to mold me.