Jadekitana:

Another word is afise,aransi,owo aye,ogun idile . . .In short he should go to mfm for deliverance.

Toks2008:


Another word is afise,aransi,owo aye,ogun idile
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.In short he should go to mfm for deliverance.

Hahaha well I believe God must have stepped into his case by now.

Jadekitana:

Hahaha well I believe God must have stepped into his case by now.

I pray so.
How you dey omoge? i guess you speak yoruba right?
Which tribe are you?

opeaceo:


That's if at that stage it happened, you know you're being molested.

Mine is a funny experience, it happened at yaba, I followed my roomies to do "bend down select", We got to the market, they were buying stuffs, and I stood close to a stall, staring, a man came to advertise clothes, I told him I wasn't interested, and then he stood at my back, but the closeness was too much, I took a step forward, minutes later, he came close to me and said " aunty, you con look for maga here"??

I didn't say anything, I noticed something strong close to my bum, minutes later, I told him to adjust, he said he's selling his goods, I stood and i wondered what was so strong close to my bum, but i knew it wasnt his hand, for the next ten minutes, he enjoyed himself, my roomies came and we went back to our hostel, I narrated everything that happened to me, they made fun of me, shame con dey catch me.

bottom line, standing there I never knew what molestation was.

And I have several other experiences and the last one I had, I didn't dissapoint my mum, I gave him a brain resetting slap.

confam babe

smileysmiley:
confam babe

hi

dollyjoy:
hi

hello

these fvck boys don turn this thread to interview session.. 'did you study this? did you study that?'
share your experience and fvck off

smileysmiley:
hello

u saw my mail?

dollyjoy:
u saw my mail?

no

opeaceo:


That's if at that stage it happened, you know you're being molested.

Mine is a funny experience, it happened at yaba, I followed my roomies to do "bend down select", We got to the market, they were buying stuffs, and I stood close to a stall, staring, a man came to advertise clothes, I told him I wasn't interested, and then he stood at my back, but the closeness was too much, I took a step forward, minutes later, he came close to me and said " aunty, you con look for maga here"??

I didn't say anything, I noticed something strong close to my bum, minutes later, I told him to adjust, he said he's selling his goods, I stood and i wondered what was so strong close to my bum, but i knew it wasnt his hand, for the next ten minutes, he enjoyed himself, my roomies came and we went back to our hostel, I narrated everything that happened to me, they made fun of me, shame con dey catch me.

bottom line, standing there I never knew what molestation was.

And I have several other experiences and the last one I had, I didn't dissapoint my mum, I gave him a brain resetting slap.

Lol @ "brain-resetting slap."

Follow me bak then,there is something i have been meaning to ask you.(it confidential)

smileysmiley:
no

Egbon lalasticlala & seun abeg let's laugh up there.

I remember in secondary skul ...jss2....I went to a boarding skul..so we lineup to collect food. One day as people were on the line a gal slapped another gals ass dey were both friends she now ran to d back of d line so d gal(hus ass was slapped) turned back and unfortunately t was a guy @ her back she gave d innocent guy a terrible resounding slap asin d guy staggered...d slap was so hot dat I heard @ d back off d hall..m.y guy just dey cry

Jadekitana:


What could that be?

neva mind,
yhu don't know it.

dollyjoy:
Follow me bak then,there is something i have been meaning to ask you.(it confidential)

I've followed you, you can resend your mail

Akious2k2:
I think the bold happens 2 only me

Bros no be only you oh, we plenty wey don suffer for these girls hands. And the funny thing is that this never happens with girls that have coconut scented hair, its those ones that have a pungent odour like stale akpu steeped in fermented starch that will sit down brekete while their stinking hair will be streaming into peoples mouths and they will be flipping it every five seconds like Beyonce

DragonReborn:
Bros no be only you oh, we plenty wey don suffer for these girls hands. And the funny thing is that this never happens with girls that have coconut scented hair, its those ones that have a pungent odour like stale akpu steeped in fermented starch that will sit down brekete while their stinking hair will be streaming into peoples mouths and they will be flipping it every five seconds like Beyonce

This got me ROTFLMAO

Jade , abeg this one na true talk . That's how they will enter commercial bus and leave their 30 inches Cambodian
Darling Yaki weave flying everywhere

DragonReborn:
I don't know about it being a perversion, but I've noticed ladies often get all handsy with guys. I once boarded a bus and the lady behind me grabbed hold of my rear to hoist herself in. If I had been sagging, the idiot would have pulled my pants down to my ankles. I turned back and with venom in my voice, harshly told her to get her hands off me. This chick was so shocked that she just stood there numbly while other passengers filed in after me. The door was set a little high above the ground and she was wearing a tight native gown, but she should've waited for me to enter before gripping the door frame for support, as a normal human would have. Another episode happened on an ATM queue one sunday after church when a lady in front of me decided to adjust her shoes and wear them like slippers (you know women and tight shoes ). She lost her balance and unceremoniously gripped my chest to keep from falling. People of God will you believe this bimbo proceeded to lift her other leg, still propped on me like I was a door post or something. I slapped her hands away and lo and behold, there was a brown stain on my white shirt (probably from the mountain of makeup she smeared on her face. In a loud voice I asked her how an adult's hands could be so filthy and when she started blubbering I told her to get out of my face.
Bottom line is, just as you ladies get irritated when men get handsy, some of us also do. Just beware, lest in your hurry to show how snobbish you are to people who as much as graze your hair, you come across someone like me. Or ignorantly humiliate someone who was probably trying to get your enormous handbag off his lap or get your weave on out of his face. You ladies have no idea how irritating it is when you board public vehicles then your fake (sometimes stinking) hair starts whipping into peoples mouths, or you flick it like a horse tail. Don't even get me started on the sacks you call bags that you prance around with and all the multiple knickknacks you carry with you. Sometimes I sigh in exasperation when I'm about to board a vehicle and I see the only available seat is beside a lady. You girls can be really irritating

Itwas a horrible experience. Happened to be my lecturer.

Loyalblak007:
Yes....at Slot,Computer Village
Was on a queue to buy a phone when dis Guy at my back kept Pressing his Diick on my bum...
and using his hands too....

I just had to leave the queue

I have experienced something like that too, very embarrassing

Knightngale:
I have experienced something like that too, very embarrassing

Very terrible

mimzy:
This got me ROTFLMAO
Jade , abeg this one na true talk . That's how they will enter commercial bus and leave their 30 inches Cambodian
Darling Yaki weave flying everywhere

Ionbelivit, a girl that appreciates the humor in that comment.......
Even if this is a ploy to rally guys round to vote for you in the Miss NL contest, I still approve, and you can be sure of our votes
Mine and the 70 other Monikers I operate underground. Don't you just love free and fair elections?

I was on my way from Ibadan to Lagos in a bus during the days when it was four people per row. I was sitting next to this lady in a very tight bus. During the journey, I put my head on the seat in front of me and fell asleep. She also did the same thing. Next thing I felt her hand on my thigh. I turned to look at her and she seemed to be fast asleep. I gently slid her hand off and slept. When I woke up again, her hand was definitely higher up my thigh and was going for my crotch. I slapped her hand very hard and she pretended to be groggily waking up. She gave me this look like "Why did you slap my hand?" I was resolved to report her if she tried again, but she never touched me again throughout the journey.

Hehehehe. Lolz. This has nothing to do with my campaign ohhh. This is just me being ME. Miss NL ain't a do or die affair na. Though I'm gonna learn one or two things from it and I will also be overwhelmed with joy and excitement if I win , but it still isn't by fire by force.

Your love and support will definitely be appreciated sire.
How I love free and fair elections ehn ...

Appreciate hun

DragonReborn:

Ionbelivit, a girl that appreciates the humor in that comment.......
Even if this is a ploy to rally guys round to vote for you in the Miss NL contest, I still approve, and you can be sure of our votes
Mine and the 70 other Monikers I operate underground. Don't you just love free and fair elections?

DragonReborn:
Bros no be only you oh, we plenty wey don suffer for these girls hands. And the funny thing is that this never happens with girls that have coconut scented hair, its those ones that have a pungent odour like stale akpu steeped in fermented starch that will sit down brekete while their stinking hair will be streaming into peoples mouths and they will be flipping it every five seconds like Beyonce

Haha you need to see the way I flung one girl's stinky weave out my face. The thing nearly comot for her head. I had no regrets whatsoever.
@op, this reminds of my freshman year when I was aptly fresh and young. I was in the back of a near empty bus from University gate to Ikeja when these ISL girls boarded, probably going/coming from some party. As they saw me they crowded in the back and promptly shunted me into the corner.
I was literally choked with girl. You know that funky musk smell teenage girls have, mixed with cheap Downtown perfume. Thankfully they had no weaves on.
The head girl had me squashed against her side with one arm in my back and her breath hot in my face as she talked across me to her friends. Every so often she would push into me and mutter 'sorry', then they'd all giggle madly and make eyes, whispering 'fine boy, fine boy'. Heaven only knows what they were high on. Or maybe it was just strength in numbers.
I could see the driver grinning in the mirror while my eyes silently pled for help. I couldn't say a peep.
Luckily they came off at Maryland and blew kisses at me as they sauntered away. It was so embarrassing.

BoboYekini:
Haha you need to see the way I flung one girl's stinky weave out my face. The thing nearly comot for her head. I had no regrets whatsoever.
@op, this reminds of my freshman year when I was aptly fresh and young. I was in the back of a near empty bus from University gate to Ikeja when these ISL girls boarded, probably going/coming from some party. As they saw me they crowded in the back and promptly shunted me into the corner.
I was literally choked with girl. You know that funky musk smell teenage girls have, mixed with cheap Downtown perfume. Thankfully they had no weaves on.
The head girl had me squashed against her side with one arm in my back and her breath hot in my face as she talked across me to her friends. Every so often she would push into me and mutter 'sorry', then they'd all giggle madly and make eyes, whispering 'fine boy, fine boy'. Heaven only knows what they were high on. Or maybe it was just strength in numbers.
I could see the driver grinning in the mirror while my eyes silently pled for help. I couldn't say a peep.
Luckily they came off at Maryland and blew kisses at me as they sauntered away. It was so embarrassing.

let's see your pix to confirm whether u are truly a fineboy.

layla129:
Yeah, when i was in primary school(pry 3 i think), we had this neighbor(a bachelor) who was very fond of me. There was a day i was alone at home, he told me to come and "watch film" in his house and i went. He then came to where i was sitting, and started touching me all over especially down below...so, i stood up and said i was leaving. He now asked if i wanted us to do it in the room and i said no.
And he let me go

That's serious! Did you had a fore knowledge of sex then? Why didn't u tell ur parents? And you continued to greet him?

Mayflowa:


That's serious! Did you had a fore knowledge of sex then? Why didn't u tell ur parents? And you continued to greet him?

I didn't have knowledge of sex but i know its a bad thing and if i tell my parents its going to mean trouble for him and even me.
That was the last time though....never went close to him again after that.

layla129:


I didn't have knowledge of sex but i know its a bad thing and if i tell my parents its going to mean trouble for him and even me.
That was the last time though....never went close to him again after that.

I just knew there was something about you!!!

That's bad but why don't you bite the bagger hand's off,touching a woman's private part is the last thing i"ll do

layla129:
Yeah, when i was in primary school(pry 3 i think), we had this neighbor(a bachelor) who was very fond of me. There was a day i was alone at home, he told me to come and "watch film" in his house and i went. He then came to where i was sitting, and started touching me all over especially down below...so, i stood up and said i was leaving. He now asked if i wanted us to do it in the room and i said no.
And he let me go

hifaif1:


I just knew there was something about you!!!

Lol, that was a long time ago

DragonReborn:

Ionbelivit, a girl that appreciates the humor in that comment.......
Even if this is a ploy to rally guys round to vote for you in the Miss NL contest, I still approve, and you can be sure of our votes
Mine and the 70 other Monikers I operate underground. Don't you just love free and fair elections?

Guy....I don't know who u are but I'm convinced your the most funniest person on NL (both u and the 70 other monikers u operate underground too). . When I read ur story of the ATM girl holding u for support...I laughed liked a person with tubercolouis (God forbid).