Don Kogeone: I understand. You found paradise in being single. You got a good job, you made a good living. Your parents protected you and I was being constantly accused. So you didn’t need a boyfriend like me. Now you come and say “Don Kogeone, help me out.” But you don’t ask with respect. You don’t offer genuine friendship. You don’t even think to call me “Kogfather.” You come into my Viber while my life is getting better and you ask me to be your punching bag – for your own good.