Omo Eko

 Nigerian man living in Sweden decided to marry a  Swedish
lady in order to be legally certified via resident
  status, 
but the lady was not aware of this. She felt he really
loved her. Anyway, seeing that Nigerian men had a bad rap in
that particular part of Sweden , our chap
decided to lie to the lady. He told her he was from Uganda
.

Upon marriage, the lady came home one day and informed our
man that she had just met another Swedish lady who had
married a Ugandan and they must all have dinner together.
The Naija man was somewhat perplexed, although not
perceptibly, and wondered how he'd get out of this spot.
He postponed and postponed until he could do so no more.
  Finally, the day came when they were to have dinner. The
  other Swede came in with her Ugandan husband and they all
sat at the table. Our Naija chappie was very quiet.
  'My own don spoil today' was all he could think.
The  two Swedish ladies, wanting their husbands to mingle,
being from the same homeland, asked them to speak to each
other.

'Hey! It's not everyday you meet people from
home!' they admonished. Our Naija man, being a man of
great savvy, decided that he  would just speak Yoruba, and
the guy would probably assume he was from some part of
Uganda where they spoke a different language. So looking
across the table he said:
'Omo Eko ni mi. Ni bo lo ti ja wa ?'

The fellow looked up at or friend. His eyes lit up as he
said: 'Ah bobo, omoya mi! >
  Omo Eko gangan le mi nan!'

yes o

  correct, I trust naija. 

naija na my country

eya,i get enough choice i go like come kenya

get a microphone madam