SCOUNDRELS & RASCALS

It was pretty late in life that I got to learn that being down right truthful does not yield dividends. I lived in a world where most people enveloped themselves in cocoons of untruths. A world where every one is a prince or princess & eats nothing but venison & quail eggs daily. A world where tales of impossible achievements are told all in an attempt to feel superior to the other.
I got to learn that all of these are in order as long as they are not done with a criminal intent & the only gain is your bloated ego which should put you in good stead in society.
So you can tell lies, polish up your personal data, make claims to great athletic achievements, talk of travels to places near & far once you have made sure none of your audience has ever been there; name exotic foods & wines that do not exist or that have been swotted out of BBC lifestyle. Then again there is the issue of royalty; in my country one of every two persons is a prince or princess; it is a case of too many chiefs & no Indians.
In this game you do not say you are broke; you shout it loud & clear that the government is yet to pay you the balance of $20m for the construction of so & so airport & until you are paid you are going to be strapped for cash. This will become your collateral to borrow money. You’ll be surprised how many people respond positively to your needs. It works all the time but who are the most gullible in this matter! Women of course; you are telling all these fibs for sex. They are the most attentive when these rascals start these tall tales. These rascals always have persons who can collaborate these stories on standby. I have no sympathy for these vixens when they are taken on a ride for it is their greed that causes their downfall. So they hang around these liars handing them free sex until many moons later when they discover that it’s all being an empty boast. Regardless you do feel sorry for them. The worst part of it is that these young women flaunt these fake personalities before the decent young men who had propositioned them; who is going to have the last laugh!
A friend of mine was so perfect at this; he was not known to have done an honest job in his life; if not for all of his life at least for the better part of his life. With his tall tales he was known to lure 2 & sometimes 3 women to his boudoir on first sighting. I have been chanced to over hear him working on a potential prey & what I heard was incredible not so much so that it was masterful but that any one could fall for it. Sometimes I like to believe that the women pretend to fall for it while in reality all they want is a darned good shag & all of the preambles might be their idea of foreplay.
I am not gifted with this rascally talent & I have suffered for it. A couple of females who rejected my simple advances here in Nigeria ran into me in very cold UK & begged & pleaded for an outing with me to which I responded by saying “NO THE NATIVES ARE FRIENDLY”.