i can remember back in the dayz when galz were scarce ,and giving out fake numbers but nw [hahahahaha] galz are many..wenever i meet a gal the next thing she do is to give me her number..so wat am asking is...are there places in nigeria were galz still give out fake numbers

Seriously was there ever a time in Naija that girls were scarce?

demelza: Seriously was there ever a time in Naija that girls were scarce?

the competition for guys just got stiffer dats why they give out their number easily this days.

Infact they're sad when they give out their numbers yet guys don't call. Some girls are still in high demand though,depends on their worth.

I'm sooooo guilty! I did it sometime last week.The guy seemed too gentle and i was reluctant to snob him......all the numbers i called were correct except the last digit.

GentleMimi: I'm sooooo guilty! I did it sometime last week.The guy seemed too gentle and i was reluctant to snob him......all the numbers i called were correct except the last digit.

and what did you benefit from that?? Its even more reasonable when you tell him that u dnt give out ur number...mayb u are married...but if u are not then I wonder how u intend to get married through this kinda childish acts...grow up!

Still_stan: and what did you benefit from that?? Its even more reasonable when you tell him that u dnt give out ur number...mayb u are married...but if u are not then I wonder how u intend to get married through this kinda childish acts...grow up!

Hahahaha! The tin don pepper u oooo! I guess u've been at the recieving end soo much.When u tell a guy that u dn't wanna give him ur numb,some of them will be like..''its not a big deal,i just want to chat u up,nofin serious'' .Pls do not take out ur fustration on me oooo! Lol! So i'll get married if i give every persistent guy my number....u cannot be that slow naaaaaaaa!

Recently, I was the one who gave a girl wrong number, she used the whatsap style to ask 4 it. Honestly, boys re really scarce now, 4 a girl to stay up to 4months with no bf and no single toaster had come. They hav to request 4 it.

I did it recently. I z in a bus n everyone had come down, except d conductor, d driver, one funny looking man n I. N d top I z wearing z showing small cleavage, na so d funny looking man turn bk begin dey eye me. Wat got me scared was d way d conductor z grinning n d man was given him dis look. I started to wonder weda I entered one chance n was gonna b raped or robbed. D looks dey were passing each oda ehn, it seemed lyk a grand conspiracy! D guy started asking me questions, n was even shamelessly staring at my small cleavage. As I no wan snob d guy since dey were all behaving Suspiciously, I replied him calmly. He asked wat my name is n I said 'Brenda' , I don't know where dat name came from. He asked where I stay, n I cooked up something. During dat period I kept on praying I get to my destination safely, he kept on blabbing crap in his terrible English about how he wanted to c me later so we could discuss. Chai! I was disgusted, if nt 4 d little fear in me ehn, I would hv given him d insult of d century. Finally he asked for my number, n authoritatively gave me his phone to type it in, one Nokia torchlight lyk dat, I z wondering weda he was nt seeing d phone I was holding, or he was sensing my fear n using it 2 his advantage. I took d phone n typed my mothers number. He called d number n said it z ringing, I told him I hv seen d call. He den authoritatively said I should save his number. D eye I use look am ehn. Den my mum started calling his number to know who called her, he asked if I z calling him. I said yes. He cut d call. Suddenly he received another call, I tot it z my mum again, he picked it n I realised it z one of his friends. We were getting close to my destination. My mum still called again, he asked weda I z calling I said he should give me his phone. I kept on fiddling with it till I got to my destination, I told d driver to stop, I gave him d phone n he asked if d number was correct, I just hissed n moved on. My mum later told me of one idiot dat kept on calling asking of Brenda. I kept on laffing! if only she knew!

Finally he asked for my number, n authoritatively gave me his phone to type it in, one Nokia torchlight lyk dat, I z wondering weda he was nt seeing d phone I was holding,

So the type of fone person dey use dn enter equation b4 some Naija babe go gree for guy?. Ok o.

It hapnd to a frnd of mine rcently. Me nd him had to scheme on how to help him meet her again nd get d real numb

lipsyliscious: I did it recently. I z in a bus n everyone had come down, except d conductor, d driver, one funny looking man n I. N d top I z wearing z showing small cleavage, na so d funny looking man turn bk begin dey eye me. Wat got me scared was d way d conductor z grinning n d man was given him dis look. I started to wonder weda I entered one chance n was gonna b raped or robbed. D looks dey were passing each oda ehn, it seemed lyk a grand conspiracy! D guy started asking me questions, n was even shamelessly staring at my small cleavage. As I no wan snob d guy since dey were all behaving Suspiciously, I replied him calmly. He asked wat my name is n I said 'Brenda' , I don't know where dat name came from. He asked where I stay, n I cooked up something. During dat period I kept on praying I get to my destination safely, he kept on blabbing crap in his terrible English about how he wanted to c me later so we could discuss. Chai! I was disgusted, if nt 4 d little fear in me ehn, I would hv given him d insult of d century. Finally he asked for my number, n authoritatively gave me his phone to type it in, one Nokia torchlight lyk dat, I z wondering weda he was nt seeing d phone I was holding, or he was sensing my fear n using it 2 his advantage. I took d phone n typed my mothers number. He called d number n said it z ringing, I told him I hv seen d call. He den authoritatively said I should save his number. D eye I use look am ehn. Den my mum started calling his number to know who called her, he asked if I z calling him. I said yes. He cut d call. Suddenly he received another call, I tot it z my mum again, he picked it n I realised it z one of his friends. We were getting close to my destination. My mum still called again, he asked weda I z calling I said he should give me his phone. I kept on fiddling with it till I got to my destination, I told d driver to stop, I gave him d phone n he asked if d number was correct, I just hissed n moved on. My mum later told me of one idiot dat kept on calling asking of Brenda. I kept on laffing! if only she knew!

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