His trouser smelt of sweat so Joojo felt he should abandon it on the bathroom door after taking his bath.

The next morning he urgently needed to step out, he must meet someone. Unfortunately, all his clothes were dirty.

He scanned through the dirty clothes and found a not-so-dirty one. It was a shirt. Turning to the abandoned trouser on the bathroom door, he smelled it. The scent of sweat was no more.

“Thank God!” he exclaimed.

He then remembered something his primary school teacher once said : not wearing a pant is sometimes good for your ‘thing’. And it made sense to Joojo because fresh air can circulate around his ‘thing’ freely, and it will feel more at home.

And so he wore his trouser ‘pantless’.

Unknown to Joojo, a millipede from the little outlet for water on the bathroom floor had creeped into his trouser, and it was no small millipede.

As Joojo walked out of his room and started exchanging pleasantries with his co-tenants, he felt something around his ‘thing’.

Initially, he thought it was one little lose thread that had tighten its grip on the little Joojo down there. But the thread around his ‘thing’ began acting like a living thread, and it was so alive that it didn’t feel right.

Soon, the living thread sought a way into his ‘thing’ and it seemed it had found the entrance. It was at this point that Joojo knew he had to choose in a split second between public shame and a private surgery.

The high cost of living in this country made no room for surgeries. And so in one frantic move, Joojo let down his trouser before all seated outside the entrance of his house.

Thank God he was quick enough to hold it half way into his ‘thing’!