Hang man was so fat, very tall, potbellied. He always felt dizzy and lazy, looking frazzled and fed up all the time but he had one big problem. He was always talking without his tongue
entering for a second. No one could resist his words of praise. He knew how to shower someone praise and cheer someone up no matter the situation. Yes many loved him.People thought he had only one problem without knowing he had a bigger one behind. Tinny was a very beautiful girl always staying down the road to hawk roasted corn. Hang man was always sitting around her and talking to her even while she was on her duty post. But there was one good virtue she had. She was never pissed up or aggressive. She always paid him attention but once she saw a customer she would flame up to make her sales.
It was a boisterous city, traffic jam always, this was to her advantage, late in the afternoon the traffic would disrupt drivers and returnees would order for roasted corn to keep their mouths busy. Hang man had decided to join her having seen how much income and profits she had always made after sales each day.
Sadly, for him he had always had loss after sales because he never roasted his corn well and sweet like Tinny. Instead his corn always got burnt. What could be his fate. The loss had affected his capital.
One day, he left his house to the road side. "Why is your corn? You are not roasting today? Why?" Tinny asked. "All these questions at once?" He replied. He had a wide breath "don't worry I came to watch after you while you hawk" he replied.
Tinny trusted him and handed her bag to him. Any sale she made she would dip her hand into the bag and keep it while Hang man was tying the bag round his waist. After sales Tinny asked him for her bag he started stuttering. And looking around in search for the bag. Tinny was unrest and in duress. She was in a confused state that she lacked comportment. She ran hecter scatter and at the end walked home aimlessly with tears in her eyes.
Hang man thought he had successfully deceived her, so he went into the nearby garage where he saw a tractor he hid the bag at its edge. He was infuriated to see the tractor driving speedily immediately he walked there as if the driver had seen or known his allies and mischieve—fixated to it he was fidgeting as he ran after the tractor and slipped down and got injured on his arms and limbs, his mouth swollen like a righteous culprit he rose cleaned up himself, he couldn't cry. He gently walk after Tinny and followed her home to console her.
Two days later guess what happened...
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