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Mr. Jide's a hunter who lives in a rural area. He's got a family of 12 besides his mother. His kids hated their grand mother. It happened that he lived during a time when there was lots of famine in his community as well as other communities around. He went into the forest in hunt for game but returned with none. The same senario continued for 3 consecutive days. Finally, he came across some mushroom poisonous & non-poisonous. He ignorantly picked all up because he could not see clearly due to hunger & tiredness.

When he got home, he passed all to his wife to prepare. He forgot to inform his wife that she needed to take out the poisnous ones. When he remembered it, the whole cooking was over. Just then a friend entered & told them not to worry, that the good mushrooms would out power the poisonous ones. But Jide was skeptical, but his wife said they should try some on bingo & if bingo never died after sometime then they can eat without getting scared.

So they passed some mushroom to bingo, he wasted no time in eating his porton. After 1 hour bingo was still moving around wagging it's tail happily. So they decided to eat, after eating everyone felt good. Not too long bingo was out of sight and suddenly a neighbour rushed to the Jides to inform them of bingo's death. Immediately they started inducing vomit but it never came. While desperate for anti-poison, their grandmother offered her bucket of urine to them which would serve as anti-poison. With alacrity they finished up the urine in the bucket & waited in queue as she supplied them more urine while they supplied her water to drink. 20 minutes later, a strange man visited them. The man's look was scary & out of fear they requested for more urine from grandma. Then the man suddenly said, please am sorry for the death of bingo. I mistakenly hit him.
'WHAT?' the Jides asked -they had taken enough grandma's urine therapy looking to vomit now again.

Moral: You may be in a seemingly fool's job, open you eyes. You never can tell.

UP NJPC
~~Peace People, good night~~

nice one bro!


ow u dey?

^^tnx bro., am very fine and hope you are too.
Very good morning to you pal.

yeah am cool bro!

Top of the morning!

good hope you remember we're having a match on monday against those Babylonians called trojan projan.

Please try to give it your best, so we win and entertain the audience as well as that has been our legacy for years.

sure now!

i will be back to training pitch soon!


just a break for this wedding tins!

ok then, please don't let any gal or alcohol prevent you from being in top shape. Whatever, I believe in you sense of judgement.

yeah trust me now!

*throws dynamite inside thread*

dynamite refused to explode


****dancing AZUTO****

*throws 2 lions into thread*

*locks thread with padlock*

"SUTOBOY IN THE LIONS THREAD"

Angel Michael enter the thread and rescue sutoboy!

now dancing ***Opelope Jesu***

angel micheal ko angel bushy-anus ni,

*throws anoda lion inside thread*

out of thread already!

throws Donkollione and Bin to the thread!

Hmm nice joke.

yeah thanks jere booqee

Too funny

o ti ye e!

mtchew

tnx Homar & Boo.

As for Priest Otooro, I understand your problem sir. You need Xanax, after which you need some sprinkling of 'cele water' then you'll be sent to Mikuz for cane deliverance. Am sure it's better than asylum in yaba left.

*puts a dynamite each into dustbin & donkey's joysticks respectively*

^^^^ their joysticks are dynamites already

^you must be speaking outta experience. Now am suspecting you, Priest Otooro

i don't knw wat u're talking about

^^I swear you know
Hope you're not of that number

i still don't understand. . . . . .

^^ok, let's assume you don't understand. Hope that is fine with you