sugarbelly:
Mocheddah yesterday, shared a video of her in the studio with her producer. She decided to tag popular UK based Nigerian video director, Moe Musa. However, Moe Musa then seriously called her out for tagging him, Mocheddah then responded, saying his actions was uncalled for as it was a mistake.She also refused to delete the post after he ordered her to.

Source: https://www.instagram.com/p/_kEhK3OQIB/?taken-by=mocheddah

And so? Is that why you had to tear the poor girl slap like that?

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absoluteSuccess:
K1 will tell us who the amalaphilia woman is very soon in one of the owambe days ahead. The scoop is: Amala dundun ni, timoje ni London, roborobo roboto, lenu jumoke o.

You be clown walahi

This two "rebellious" teacher-student conversations took place same day same time in different classrooms different countries.

AUSTRALIA

Teacher: What is 2 + 2?

Alvin: You tell me.



NIGERIA

Teacher: What is 2 + 2?

Akpos: Na You know.

Aye yi o le (x4)

Awon eda inu re lo so ile aye dogun

- lyric taken from one of Ebenezer Obey's epic songs


If you are a good guy/gal, keep it up....

If you are a bad guy/gal, keep it up...

Whatsoever a man/woman sows, he/she shall surely reap.

Tymax:
They only want nice guys after they get married to bad guys who practice boxing with their fine faces.

If you check the friendzone directory of these ladies you'll find numerous good guys hoping for manna that will never fall.

My advice to good guys: be patient, your reward is in heaven.

lol @ "friendzone directory"

Adaobi12:
Nna dibe ohhh.

but wait oh, it might be the Ada whole Marvin crew was asking for her formula.

at least she gave you a bit of, so use it to work out the rest. if you had been a good mathematics students.
Ndo sha.

Adaobi na wa for u o. Na so e hard to crack una formula?

gracile:

You welcome. I'm not a writer at least i haven't tried, but i read..

I believe every great writer you see out there started out as an avid reader. I could help push out your writing talent if you wish. Just send me an email at <ayodele.richmond@gmail.com>

Ipledge:
It's funny but I feel ur pain...I can't imagine myself in your shoe

Thanks for the empathy bro...yeah missed opportunities are quite painful but life's like that. But if we keep trying and refuse to settle for less, one day we go "make".

elantraceey:
The comments made me laugh than your story .

a goal is a goal whether it comes from the left wing or from the right wing...or from the penalty spot.

Nneka123:
lmao! hehe op, you will see another Ada

isorite.... I hav hear.

Maybe I should go buy out all the Coca-Cola bottles with "Ada" written on them and then invite Adas all over the world to come for free drinks at my crib.

[b]Actually, I was the bus conductor. My oga, the driver is married to Ada. [/qu[/b]ote]

eewo! I knew I smelled a set-up that day.

Help! conductor and driver have used "one chance" to carry my Ada away o!

BTW how did your driver oga manage to raise the million million bride price biko?

jmoore:
The Ada you are looking for is already married with kids.

Oracle I hail o!

But on second thought, seems to me like you were the guy that sat next to her in that fateful bus. You collected the rest of her phone number, You filled in the lyrical gaps I had left, You went ahead to friend and date and court and engage and wed my Ada, You reaped where I had sown. Ha! Eledumare nbe loke o!

If my allegations are unfounded, then why did you make the above statement with such conviction?

asdfjklhaha:
Lol @op u shuld hav used okada 2 pursue d bus until u get 2 her bus stop an collect d contact. Who knows ur story might hav had a happy ending.

Kai! No wonder Proverbs 11:14 talk say "...in the multitudes of counselors there is safety". If to say I don sabi u that time now I for jus do "call a friend" for this priceless advice wey you jus nack me now. Alas this advice is coming five years too late o.

The only remedy for this your belatedness na for u to take her place for my heart o. (You even resemble her small self.)

Eberex:
hahahahahahhehehe!!!!


Thank you guy! i just laughed for the first time today! you made my day

Thank you too for the feedback. I'm glad you enjoyed my narrative.

There is more where that came from.

marshalcarter:
...you for don enta studio na...
Ayam lukin for ma ada...with the baddest baka







Lubbish
*pls get me oligin*

Guy, cynicism no fit u. You are more than this.

Be positive and you will attract positive.

Eberex:
hahahahahahhehehe!!!!


Thank you guy! i just laughed for the first time today! you made my day

Thank you too for the feedback. I'm glad you enjoyed my narrative.

There is more where that came from.

gracile:

No, ur getting it wrong. Literature section is not for fictious stories alone, people tell their real life stories there too. Putting up urs here is not a bad idea only if you're not planning to make it lengthy, justsaying tho

Ok I get it now. Thanks for the tip. Perhaps I will also post it on the Lit section.

You a writer too?

"CMS?!". Oh see me see gbege o. To think that I had totally lost track of my original intent for being at the foot of Maroko pedestrian bridge. Anyways, I made a dash for the bus but the seats were quickly occupied as I got there. I only just managed to grab the last seat left (the conductor's seat actually).

But my triumph was shortlived because when I looked out of the bus, there was my Ada staring at me with those adorably helpless glassy eyes. At that point, my reasoning faculty was put on "override" and my hormones ramped up to "overdrive". Next thing I knew I shouted at the top of my voice for the driver to STOP the bus. I then stepped out and beckoned on Ada to take my seat.

That was when it dawned on me: I WAS YET TO COLLECT ADA'S CONTACT NUMBER! I quickly brought out my phone and requested for her digits. She obliged. "08060..." (conductor slams door and bus zooms off.)

Vroom!

And that was it.

Gone with the wind.

Zapped just like that.

It's like five years today. And I'm still mourning my loss.

gracile:
*pitches-tent*
this gonna be hilarious, buh shouldnt it be in the lit.section

why literature section? You think I'm making this up? Or you think the story is too juicy to be true?

InZA:
Mammy water

I'm sure she just came out from bar beach and was looking for the next prey.


Oya come and update....let's see how she turned to Geisha in your bedroom.

lol @mammy water. Looks to me like you are talking from experience

Geisha in my bedroom? nna sorry to dissapoint you sir. The story's ending wasn't anything like that

The moment she stopped at my side, i realized the wisdom in the ancient words of Agur who wondered aloud in Proverbs 30:18-19 about "the way of a man with a maiden". She practically arrested my attention! Friends, to dey hear no be like to be there o! Should I sing about the sweet whiff of her fragrance or the dream-inducing sound of her voice when she opened her luscious lips and said "Hi".

*pours ice-cold water on myself*. Ok let's continue.

When I finally managed to get my acts together, I introduced myself. "Ada", she replied.

(That name told me two things about her: (1) She is Ibo - a million-plus bride price (2) She is probably the first daughter of her parents - add another million to that bride price. Nevertheless, I thought, we would cross that bridge when we get there.)

We got on chatting and before long we were so deep in conversation that you would think we came out from the same womb at the same time. She laughed at my jokes, she blushed at my compliments, she hung on every word that dripped from my lips. She even gave me a gentle smack on my left arm when I made a silly comment about a passersby.

All of a sudden, we were rudely interrupted by a coarse voice shouting "CMS!".

To Be Continued...

I just read a post today that finally convinced me to make my debut OP on NL. Who knows, if this gets a positive response you guys may just encourage me to finally launch my humor blog.

This is the 1st in my series of personal life experiences that I hope will make you laugh and learn:


There was this day that I was at the foot of the Maroko pedestrian bridge on my way back from The Palms at Lekki. I was jejely waiting for a bus going to CMS when I sighted this Bianca Onoh look-alike (1988/1989 version) coming down from this bridge. Was she a fine-looking damsel! Anyways, I composed myself and made myself ready to make my pitch. But the more she drew closer, the more irrestitible she looked, the more poor me developed cold feet. I was about to give up on my quest when she suddenly stopped right next to me!

To Be Continued...

PerfectlyPerfect:


mehn, i bleeped up on this last week friday. it was my convocation night so i decided to hang out with ma guys, kinda a guys' night out so we went to a lounge. saw this pretty damsel sitting all alone but i failed to notice that she kept glancing at her watch. i approached her and asked her why a pretty lady like her was sitting all alone, she smiled and said she was waiting for someone. that was when i heard someone clear his throat. i looked up and saw this hefty fellow glaring down at me. didn't even know when i blurted out "good afternoon sir" while the time then was 7pm. i walked back to my chair while my friends laughed me to scorn

kai! e no good to dey check nairaland during work hours o! see as i dey try apply brake for my laughter

guy, look on the bright side: the bouncer bf didn't smash in your jaw and you proved to have more cojones than your friends.

Keep your head up. There is no shame in reaching out for your dreams. Go listen to "Am I Wrong?" by Nico & Vinz then it becomes clearer to you.

Fortune favours the brave. No Guts No Glory!

Don't forget to buzz me when you finally land your very own mammywater!

Vixo:


Guy nawa for you oooo.....

Keep approaching ,

Till you approach QUEEN OF THE COAST wey just land from bar beach.........#fire-on

No carry padlock tighten that your joystick there!

guy, your funniness no get part two

leave the guy make im dey form james bond here...all na wash

Every DISSappointment is a blessing, PatObah.

Now you are free to go pursue your true calling.

It's because of LOLiticians like you that we are losing our entertainers to the political realm.

But now you have the chance to compensate us by swelling the ranks of Lollywood.

Permit me to change your moniker to "NaijaFunnyGirl".

You write well. Kudos.

I now follow your blog. Congrats.

If laughter is the best medicine,

You would make a fine doctor.

Phder: People click on "Agreed" without reading terms and conditions.

It's clearly written on the terms and condition page; blogs hosted on blogger belongs to Google inc.
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I once had issues with my host company, they threatened to take my site offline, because I couldn't control spam comments, I requested for a refund, they attached a screenshot of their company's TOS to an email forwarded to me in response to my request. TOS is a great way to force clients into signing a death warrant, often it's too lengthy to read and they're not written in modern English, which makes it very difficult to understand.

*chuckles*...Moral of the story: Read the Fine Print or get a Fine Attorney

mr.official:
is mostly for people that do not earn any income from blogging.

Huh?

EdesonNews: Blogger still remains the best. let us not write it off because of what happened to obgonge blog. Wordpress has its own downsides as well

What is your ranking methodology, sir?

PezzoNovante: Dat is why I don't like free things...

Oh yeah?...you neither like sunshine nor air?

akinalabi: If you are on free blogger, that is ., you do not own the blog.

Google owns it.

And they can do anything they want with it.

hmmm...interesting perspective...iLike