Hi pals, while growing up, one of the greatest challenges of a young boy is how to woo a girl and retain her for friendship. The smartest but funniest way then is to show her how serious you were with your academics. Girls then love boys who are loaded upstairs. With good grades in school, you're very sure to have girls all around you, free of charge.

Now, a very important personality in this present government who happened to be my senior in school then got his fingers burnt while trying to do the necessary. He wrote his girl but while trying to envelope it, the letter fell down. He ran and delivered an empty mail while I held the original.

Today, I want to celebrate his birthday by making him to laugh loud. He is a Nairalander and so will quickly understand.

We all had our different ways and I do not know if boys are still using the same trick... How about you, while in secondary or tertiary institution, did you try a thing like this? Read...


Dear Sweet

Time and ability plus double capacity has forced my pen to dance automatically on this benedicted sheet of paper. I hope you're swimming in the wonderful pool of Mr. Health there. I am also parambulating in the cool breeze of wellness here.

Sweetie pie, the reason why this miraculous thing is a is because, honey, I love you spontaneously, and as I stand horizontally parallel to the wall and vertically perpendicular to the ground now, I only think of you, since you are a fantastic and fabulous girl, put together as fantabulous. I implore you to decipher this my anthem of love oozing out from the innermost pendulum of my thoraxial cavity.

Darling, please stop haranguing with the feelings in my heart because I love you more than a snake loves rat.
To me each day I start by dreaming of you. Each time I see you, my metabolism suddenly halts and my peristalsis goes in reverse gear. My medula oblongata also ceases functioning.

Crazy, crazy, crazy you may say but this is verily veritable. If only you knew what is going on in my encephalon, you would prostrate. That's why I need to see you vis a vis soon for a better elucidation through tete a tete. No hyperbole & onomatopoeia, simple candidness.

Only you and me are protagonists in this subtle affair. As I cogitate and ruminate over the last episode, I genuflex before the Omnipotent and implore him to let this affair emulsify.

By the way, I was bamboozled, scintilated, exhilarated, and left in a state of prolonged euphoria by the contents of your missive which was quite edifying and exalting. It left my bio-chemistry in a paradise-like equilibrium.

Empirically speaking, I love u chemically... I don't ever want to see gloom and doom looming over your angelic live portrait. Let my appellation be scribbled across your heart, with indelible ink. If any boy tries to ask for your companionship, tell him that u are leased and caveated.

I think I have to pen off here, because I still haven't finished studying electrolysis polymerization. But before I evaporate, I like to revitalize your memory with those encapsulating lyrics which proclaim that your catarrh is my butter, your piss is my mimbo, the world's greatest lover is me.

Catch you later. Sleep tight and don't let those bed bugs bite you because you are too sweet for them.

Goodbye for now.

Your slave in love,
your pillow, your cushion,

Xxxxxxxcccc.

U dey craze @Op

Dmflow:
U dey craze @Op

No @ Dmflow!

Hmmm... The Good Old Days! I did write letters, too.

All u need. is money

Atewo400:
All u need. is money

In those days, what you need is BRAIN. Money is modern and has no value to add to one's build up. In those days, we were made to work hard and it paid off. Hardwork is what guarantees success. That's why we thrive in a good number of things. Children of today do not brother about working hard to erk a living. They need Sharp Sharp money...

Nice one cud still work to sm extent

I never did such because my hand writing was very bad and it could disqualify me from getting any babe

winningwinner:


In those days, what you need is BRAIN. Money is modern and has no value to add to one's build up. In those days, we were made to work hard and it paid off. Hardwork is what guarantees success. That's why we thrive in a good number of things. Children of today do not brother about working hard to erk a living. They need Sharp Sharp money...

sharp sharp money is almost always illegal!!!! money must be made.... sure!!!! my peace of mind matters at least for my future family

seniorgozman:
I never did such because my hand writing was very bad and it could disqualify me from getting any babe

Hahaha, that notwithstanding, you could solve some difficult arithmetics, read some poems, make some long speeches and speak Queen's English..., hmmmm, that's all you need to be thronged!

...

goodnewscliff:
sharp sharp money is almost always illegal!!!! money must be made.... sure!!!! my peace of mind matters at least for my future family

Yea, but it has to be legit! The future family can be stranded and confused on the way when they discovered their dad had no legal means of livelihood... It will be a disaster... All we need is not the fish, but to know how fishes are gotten. People need to prove us right or wrong...
You hardly compare "a four-figure table" brain and today's "calculator brain"... They are two different things!

winningwinner:


Hahaha, that notwithstanding, you could solve some difficult arithmetics, read some poems, make some long speeches and speak Queen's English..., hmmmm, that's all you need to be thronged!

Wonderful

abi this one dey whyne me




which one is great challenge of young boys..


no be every guy dey put female untop head like pesin wey dey sell gala for express.




all this epistle for puccy


i'd rather use my time for something productive .

Who Writer Letters To Girls These Days? When We All Know Many Girls Cant Read Husbandsnatcha am I Lying

winningwinner:
Hi pals, while growing up, one of the greatest challenges of a young boy is how to woo a girl and retain her for friendship. The smartest but funniest way then is to show her how serious you were with your academics. Girls then love boys who are loaded upstairs. With good grades in school, you're very sure to have girls all around you, free of charge.

Now, a very important personality in this present government who happened to be my senior in school then got his fingers burnt while trying to do the necessary. He wrote his girl but while trying to envelope it, the letter fell down. He ran and delivered an empty mail while I held the original.

Today, I want to celebrate his birthday by making him to laugh loud. He is a Nairalander and so will quickly understand.

We all had our different ways and I do not know if boys are still using the same trick... How about you, while in secondary or tertiary institution, did you try a thing like this? Read...


Dear Sweet

Time and ability plus double capacity has forced my pen to dance automatically on this benedicted sheet of paper. I hope you're swimming in the wonderful pool of Mr. Health there. I am also parambulating in the cool breeze of wellness here.

Sweetie pie, the reason why this miraculous thing is a is because, honey, I love you spontaneously, and as I stand horizontally parallel to the wall and vertically perpendicular to the ground now, I only think of you, since you are a fantastic and fabulous girl, put together as fantabulous. I implore you to decipher this my anthem of love oozing out from the innermost pendulum of my thoraxial cavity.

Darling, please stop haranguing with the feelings in my heart because I love you more than a snake loves rat.
To me each day I start by dreaming of you. Each time I see you, my metabolism suddenly halts and my peristalsis goes in reverse gear. My medula oblongata also ceases functioning.

Crazy, crazy, crazy you may say but this is verily veritable. If only you knew what is going on in my encephalon, you would prostrate. That's why I need to see you vis a vis soon for a better elucidation through tete a tete. No hyperbole & onomatopoeia, simple candidness.

Only you and me are protagonists in this subtle affair. As I cogitate and ruminate over the last episode, I genuflex before the Omnipotent and implore him to let this affair emulsify.

By the way, I was bamboozled, scintilated, exhilarated, and left in a state of prolonged euphoria by the contents of your missive which was quite edifying and exalting. It left my bio-chemistry in a paradise-like equilibrium.

Empirically speaking, I love u chemically... I don't ever want to see gloom and doom looming over your angelic live portrait. Let my appellation be scribbled across your heart, with indelible ink. If any boy tries to ask for your companionship, tell him that u are leased and caveated.

I think I have to pen off here, because I still haven't finished studying electrolysis polymerization. But before I evaporate, I like to revitalize your memory with those encapsulating lyrics which proclaim that your catarrh is my butter, your piss is my mimbo, the world's greatest lover is me.

Catch you later. Sleep tight and don't let those bed bugs bite you because you are too sweet for them.

Goodbye for now.

Your slave in love,
your pillow, your cushion,

Xxxxxxxcccc.

so a primary school student wrote all this big big grammar that even me undergraduate no understand isallright continue