booqee: i hope say u dey talk true sha, cos something tells me this is fabricated. Even an insane person would almost immediately realise that 'food' isn't beans. At the first spoon, won't his tongue feel the 'different pieces' of bean scattered about in his mouth while chewing, unlike shit which is just a mass of crap. Also even if his nasal cavity is dat bad, the smell radiating from the food should still indicate to him dat that whatever is in his front aint food but a massive piece of dung. But well you've claimed he ate the food to a reasonable extent b4 it started affecting him. Adonbilivit!

efilefun: [color=#000099][/color][b][/b]Last week monday morning I went to the bank to use ATM and fill some forms sha (so I could receive alert) on my way out I was stopped by some policemen, next thing I heard was " what's in ur possession" I smiled and told them my phones and the money I went to withdraw from the atm, next thing I heard was "you go follow us reach station, we don dey find u tey tey u this criminal" I was surprised and kept laughing cuz I knew there was nothing implicating on me so I followed them, immediately we got there they collected my phone and went thru the messages and phone numbers, immediately they saw my girlz number and those of my elder brothers, (since they out of the country) next thing they said was it belongs to white people I have been "scamming" I told them to cool down so I could show them our conversations but they refused They were like no nigerian girl answers "MI AMOR" then I told them to dial those numbers and if they speak yoruba to anybody who picks the call and didn't respond back they should lock me up but they refused cuz all they wanted was the money they found on me, Dem slap me tire, they kept shouting confess!!! One of dem even hit me with a stick on my stomach.... Immediately I pretend like say I don faint, They were scared but immediately they changed the story that their father was a criminal cuz they believed anything could happen to me @ the long run they released me after collecting the whole 15k I went to withdraw at the bank... I went back to the police station around 8pm on getting there they've closed their office but the window was opened I had a poly bag filled with "my poo' mixed with urine and I poured it inside that same office where I was been tortured, sure this morning dem go dey wash rug like , I also marked the face of the 1 wey hit me with stick, hin time go come soon.

tellwisdom: So you went to jail because you had no I.D card on you??...You are a broke azz nicca then.

I slap them randomly

teknology: if dem beat you finish your name go change to tellfoolishness....anuofia

Poor boi will always reason poorly. You think sey na everybody dem dey beat like that?? Police beat me?? ... E be like sey u dey craze for uttering such statement to me.

Kennyfancy: ok,,,let continued,pls plug ur ear piece,,





so d warden nah eat d shit and he nah giv d rest to buhari and Atiku dey nah eat and nah now die,,after dey nah die den u reading dis nah now gt angry,,,, bye,, WATCH OUT FOR PART 2

D.trader:


buhagahagaahaha buhagahagaahaha Hehehehehehehehehe

tellwisdom:

Poor boi will always reason poorly. You think sey na everybody dem dey beat like that?? Police beat me?? ... E be like sey u dey craze for uttering such statement to me.

efilefun: [color=#000099][/color][b][/b]Last week monday morning I went to the bank to use ATM and fill some forms sha (so I could receive alert) on my way out I was stopped by some policemen, next thing I heard was " what's in ur possession" I smiled and told them my phones and the money I went to withdraw from the atm, next thing I heard was "you go follow us reach station, we don dey find u tey tey u this criminal" I was surprised and kept laughing cuz I knew there was nothing implicating on me so I followed them, immediately we got there they collected my phone and went thru the messages and phone numbers, immediately they saw my girlz number and those of my elder brothers, (since they out of the country) next thing they said was it belongs to white people I have been "scamming" I told them to cool down so I could show them our conversations but they refused They were like no nigerian girl answers "MI AMOR" then I told them to dial those numbers and if they speak yoruba to anybody who picks the call and didn't respond back they should lock me up but they refused cuz all they wanted was the money they found on me, Dem slap me tire, they kept shouting confess!!! One of dem even hit me with a stick on my stomach.... Immediately I pretend like say I don faint, They were scared but immediately they changed the story that their father was a criminal cuz they believed anything could happen to me @ the long run they released me after collecting the whole 15k I went to withdraw at the bank... I went back to the police station around 8pm on getting there they've closed their office but the window was opened I had a poly bag filled with "my poo' mixed with urine and I poured it inside that same office where I was been tortured, sure this morning dem go dey wash rug like , I also marked the face of the 1 wey hit me with stick, hin time go come soon.
Na lie joor

experimentist: Continuation


We were 2 news news comers in my cell, plus 85 we met there makes 87 in one room. We all share one big paint rubber as our toilet. At about 10pm after everybody have broken their fastings all every has panjied to hsi post. 'Panji for ya post' is a slang used in prison which means 'stay in your position'. So after everyone have panjied to his post, the vice president of the cell yelled at me "alejo, oya come here". I was frightened. It was as if my heart was torn into pieces. I walk very carefully from my post, leaping and making sure I don't step on anybody because I can get a slap from behind. I got closer to him, he looked at me and shook his head and said "na God save you say na for Ramadan you enter here, wooo, awon omo oro ma ti gba eti ye foo(I woulda been tortured)" I didn't say anything I was looking like a dummy while thanking my stars. He asked me what brought me here I told him it was a raiding. He hissed, wishing it was robbery that brought me here. "alejo, una no kill any police?" One rugged looking dude asked from behind. "No oh, na raid dem raid us oh". "Puaaah" the guy landed me a very hot slap that got me confused and forgot where I was confused for some minutes. I was later shown the rules and regulations of the cell. The vice president read all the laws for me while I listen attentively. He told if I have anyone outside that can visit and bring me money so I can be given a bed, pay some amounts so I won't given cell chore at all. Some of the chores are; sweeping the cell floor, washing the state's plate, washing the very dirty toilet, disposing the paint rubber full of giants sh'its etc... Every morning as early as 7am all cells are to bring out their paints of rubber full of sh'it. The person with the task of disposing the sh'it is to carry the miserable sh'it plastic from the cell, to outside the ward then back of the premises where a dilapidated suck away is situated. You are to empty the whole sh'it through a big opening from the suck away. The wash the rubber very well and return it back to the cell. I told the vice president that I will call someone the next morning to bring me money so I can pay for bed and work.. If you have money to pay for bed then you will sleep on the flow. I called (there a business center where inmates go and make call during break hours for #20 per minutes) a friend the next morning luckily for me he vistied early and handed me 2k. I beg the VP and gave him #1500 so that I won't be told to go and carry sh'it. I kept the remaining #500 with me.

Since I don't have money to pay for a bed which is about #2500-#3000, I have to sleep on the floor. Those that are on bed all called 'VIP section' while the small space in between 2 beds is called 'ajegunle' and the middle part of the cell where inmates are packed together like sardine is called 'jankara market'. Since I don't have money to rent a VIP apartment and no money to rent a room in ajegunle I was placed in jankara market. We have lice, bed bugs and other blood sucking insects everywhere on floor. The smell that comes from the toilet every time someone is about to sh'it is deadly.


To be continued....

Lanretoye:

Bros re u talkin from experience?,cos I wonder how u knw what it's like...

MY DEAR SISTER, first and foremost, i'm not a bro!

experimentist: hahahahaha!

Guy if you lost that ya pass nahin be say you don turn prisoner automatically be dat. So, anytime u visit make hold am tight.



Make finish d tori abeg! Make una no vex!

wow! So dis eish hits the fp! This calls for celebration *pops a mighty, imaginary e-champagne*

Mods I troway salute oh!

with a jumbo size igbo I guess , ur favourite

Rooneyboy:

with a jumbo size igbo I guess , ur favourite

efilefun: [color=#000099][/color][b][/b]Last week monday morning I went to the bank to use ATM and fill some forms sha (so I could receive alert) on my way out I was stopped by some policemen, next thing I heard was " what's in ur possession" I smiled and told them my phones and the money I went to withdraw from the atm, next thing I heard was "you go follow us reach station, we don dey find u tey tey u this criminal" I was surprised and kept laughing cuz I knew there was nothing implicating on me so I followed them, immediately we got there they collected my phone and went thru the messages and phone numbers, immediately they saw my girlz number and those of my elder brothers, (since they out of the country) next thing they said was it belongs to white people I have been "scamming" I told them to cool down so I could show them our conversations but they refused They were like no nigerian girl answers "MI AMOR" then I told them to dial those numbers and if they speak yoruba to anybody who picks the call and didn't respond back they should lock me up but they refused cuz all they wanted was the money they found on me, Dem slap me tire, they kept shouting confess!!! One of dem even hit me with a stick on my stomach.... Immediately I pretend like say I don faint, They were scared but immediately they changed the story that their father was a criminal cuz they believed anything could happen to me @ the long run they released me after collecting the whole 15k I went to withdraw at the bank... I went back to the police station around 8pm on getting there they've closed their office but the window was opened I had a poly bag filled with "my poo' mixed with urine and I poured it inside that same office where I was been tortured, sure this morning dem go dey wash rug like , I also marked the face of the 1 wey hit me with stick, hin time go come soon.