I read this hilarious Post on amebo pulse and decided to share it.. Tony Umez: When The Cheque Stops Coming In
Tony Umez (Who’s he?), I feel your pain. Once upon a
time, when I still wore pampers and took long drinks from feeding
bottles that looked like nipples, When PHCN was still NEPA, home videos
still rolled out on video cassettes, and Baba Fryo was Naija’s best
talent, Tony Umez was the golden boy of Nollywood. From one cheap
Onitsha-produced movie to the next, Tony was right there. He played
roles from Father, brother, madman, President, tout, fool, agboro boy,
lover boy, Igwe, Amadioha, Pastor and Devil. Life been sweet for the
man.
And you won’t blame him for being that successful because his main
competitors were Segun Arinze (With a scary name like black arrow. Would
you want to hire a Black Arrow?), and Kenneth Okonkwo, who’s unique
mouth reminds everyone of the Lagos canal. So Tony Umez outshone
everyone.
But now Nollywood is desperately trying to be like Hollywood, so
actors with a boil on their noses are being dropped from movie roles. Na
the young, handsome bobo-ish oyinbo ones wey dey chop the pepper.
The long and short be say, things became red for Mr. Umez. So he
switched to a new career in modeling. The guy started modeling headaches
for Paracetamol. Come on, man must chop. The commercial was so boring
that we all had headaches and so had to buy their paracetamol to cure
ourselves. Nice business strategy. You cause the problem to your cure.
But now, the paracetamol deal is dead, and Tony is broke. So he went
searching for a job, and after begging profusely at 51 Iweka Road
Onitsha, he was given a movie. Praise The Lord! But it turns out the
movie, Room 027 is a soft porn. Tony no send. If he’ll get paid
for pressing the milk out of a beautiful actress’s boobs, then who
cares? Press booby, get paid. Nice, very nice!
this is too funny
ReplyDeleteYh,the guy who wrote it really killed it
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