Oga zubby was able to Travelling round the globe cuz his pockket was telling him the truth. He was also able to conquer all with his mighty working brain usefully. Money speaks .. Bullshit works.....

I like the portion where Zubby said he had been blessed with intelligent enemies.

cool update..while we re waiting here is a joke 2 cheer us up b4 d next update

A NIGERIAN student (ZUBBY) sends an e-mail to his dad, saying:

Dear Dad,

Germany is wonderful, people are nice and I really like it here, but Dad, I
am a bit ashamed to arrive at my college with my pure-gold Ferrari
599GTB when all my teachers and many fellow students travel by
train.

Your son,
ZUBBY
The next day, ZUBBY gets a reply to his e-mail from his dad:
My dear loving son

Twenty million US Dollar has just been transferred to your account.
Please stop embarrassing us. Go and get yourself a train too.
Love,
your Dad

oga zubby if we made dis a series, our lives wud b beta dan wt it is right nw,n having me as ur manager will do our ambition a whole lot of gud. Jst tinkin aloud or so i tot

chuksvialle: oga zubby if we made dis a series, our lives wud b beta dan wt it is right nw,n having me as ur manager will do our ambition a whole lot of gud. Jst tinkin aloud or so i tot

I believe my number is on my signature here. Anybody who comes up with a comprehensive plan on how to turn this into anything that can fetch money, i will listen to him or her. I may even sponsor the project but until then, i m sorry to say that i have no plans for it yet.

Yes, this part can be turned into a movie series and i am sure that we could go as far as 200 chapters.

My number is open.

oga zuby ur stories are very constructive and inspirining i really love each off ur chapters pls carry on

Chapter 100

''We may start moving out of this place in two days'' I said to Andrew my cousin as soon as he returned.

I told him that the place at Surulere had been properly secured and paid for. However it still needed to be washed which I told him that I would try to do the next day.

He didn't know what to say. CYON was the real deal for him.
I wondered why Religious fanatism had taken over my people. Was I just the only person who was bold enough to tell people that I didn't fully agree with everything in the Bible?

I called Maria afterwards. She was at a noisy place. It was either a bar or just a hotel where live band were going on. She wanted me to come to a place called Adeniran Ogunsanya in Surulere but I told her that I wasn't in that vicinity. I told her that I would call her the next day, then I hung up.

I called Daisy. She was missing me and said that I had changed. She was right. I had changed and it was difficult to tell her why.

''I found a new place in Surulere'' I had told Daisy. She didn't say anything. She just kept quiet for many seconds, then she cut the line off. She didn't pick my second and the third calls. I understood her plight. She wanted me close but it seemed that it was slipping away from her.
I almost wept for her but tigers were not created to cry. They were made to make other animals cry.

I called Irene. She was quick to tell me that she wanted to come to my house.

''I am leaving the house in a few days. I found a new place in Surulere'' I had said to her.
I promised to invite her there as soon as I moved.

I called Amaka. I couldn't help but call her. I told her that I was leaving the house and moving to Surulere. She was as expected, disappointed but said she would visit me wherever I went.

I called the fuel girl. She said I had forgotten her but I told her that I was relocating to Surulere. An area I told her, was very close to her.

I called Liz in Aba. She had missed me so much and wanted to come to Lagos. I promised her that she would come to Lagos and I meant it.

I called Zainab and told her that I would move to Surulere in a few days time. She was excited. She said it was closer to her school, which meant she could always come to the place whenever the school became boring.

Finally I called Stella. She didn't pick the call but she returned the call a few minutes later.

''are you still mad at me baby'' I had said.
She didn't answer that question, she just wished me good luck when I told her that I was moving in a few days.

After making sure that the whole of my concubines had been covered, I decided to make myself angry.

I called Mr Chukwudi.

''This poor man, I have told you that we don't have any business until after two weeks'' he had shouted.
He was drunk, I could tell that from the way he talked
I guessed people would ask me to give him the two weeks he had said if I had confided in friends but the truth was that the moment I stopped perceiving danger and stopped being suspicious, My life was finished.

The inconsistency in his sentences were too obvious but right inside my mind, I had decided that it was all a scam.

I was going to hunt Mr Chukwudi down. One unfortunate issue about Lagos was that people who lived and worked there hardly left the city even if they got sacked from their various work places and even if their business capital finished. I would use that against Chukwudi.
Lagos was one big city that swallowed every resident and hide them from the useless and silly public notions of '' you don't have money''.
But of course Lagos as a city was still a slum compared to the places I had lived across Europe.
Lagos had a huge potential of becoming a very attractive city in the future but the problem was the residents. Over 98% of the inhabitants of Lagos were Nigerians whose mindsets would make an average white man cry.
Nigerians would drink water and threw the plastic out of a vehicle window and saw nothing wrong with that.
Nigerians would jump into a moving vehicle and believed they were smart or fast.
Nigerians would convince you to give them your money for business only to turn around and tell you that you have been scammed.
There were a lot of things which were not normal with us back home in Nigeria and the problem was that we didn't know. We were all confused down here.

You had no reason whatsoever to throw water at someone who had come to your place unless he or she was a thief.
You had no reason to shout at a man just for being with your adult daughter, you were supposed to talk to your daughter first.
You had no reason whatsoever to expect mercy from a man whom you stole his phone which contained all his contacts.
You had no reason to shout at someone who had given you money to do something for him or her, the least you could do as a genuine person was to update them on how things were going.

But Mr Chukwudi from Onitsha was a Nigerian, just like many of us. He believed that swindling people was the same as being clever. Just get the money from him or her, run back to your village, buy a big car and take a Chieftaincy title. Take that Onwa title with another person's money. The whole town would recognize you.
Run to the Church and give them money, They would accept it on behalf of God even if they knew what you did to get that Money.

Noooo, fellow Nigerians. Ozoigbondu said no.
If you propose a business deal with me and I gave you my money, I have the right to ask for updates. If you stole the money, I would punish you if I got the chance.

For the ladies who thought that there were big sins and small sins, I tell you this.. I dish out my punishment according to your sins.
I behave like a lawyer, the difference was that I write my own laws.

If I trust you, I expect trust back. If you betray me, you should also expect betrayal back. If you betray me and expect forgiveness, are you not stupid?

If we must correct the mistakes of our people, we must abide by the rules.

I can punish you by taking your money if I felt that the money would be used to correct the mistakes you made. Madam Grace's money was used to take care of my running with Jennifer all over Portugal. Since she was chasing me, she was supposed to pay for the running. The left over was used on Jennifer, a girl she brought from Africa.

My drug deals was business. I bought them because people demanded for them.

I only recovered my money from Chinelo in Accra, I didn't take more than mine.

I only returned the dirty water which Madam Landlord had given me.

The only thing that made me feel so guilty was the Osu issue with Daisy. I believed I was supposed to go against the silly culture but despite everything I was doing, I was only 26. There were things I couldn't change.

I never stole anybody's money and I would never do that.
I am principled. I am not sentimental. But just like I said, if you kill my dog, you better hide your cat.

Mr Chukwudi would pay unless he disappeared, but I would try to hunt him down if he made the mistake of thinking that my money was for charity.

" Anybody can become angry - that is
easy, but to be angry with the right
person and to the right degree and at
the right time and for the right
purpose, and in the right way - that is
not within everybody's power and is
not easy."

Tinynita: 1 babe left doesnt mean odas did....we r stil here

U mean Idumota market does not recognise the absence of one person on a market day.

We r in chapter 100 already!!!

n we cool ladies still following

ZUBY77:


Money is good especially when you view it as a means to actualize your plans.

As long as you dont see money as a means of power , you will never fear rich men.

Unfortunately I see money as a means of power conqueror, because with money you can go places,have the best life can offer ...not only that, you can form ur own opinion and won't depend of anybody etc.
I agree with all you said though and would try putting it into practical.
I've learn alot from you.

Chapter 100 remained my best chapter. I believe in the law of principles not the other way round.

Do me I do you-God no go vex.-psquare.

komek:

U mean Idumota market does not recognise the absence of one person on a market day.

ahh! who send them?
In chapter one or so OGA Zubby prophecies that some ppl will read, like, comments and later run while the main ppl who this 'thread ' were made for will keep increasing.


Onistha main mkt no even send you

You are indeed the oziogbodu1 of anything that comes ur way,be it place,girls,sex,quotes and anyother thing everyone could think of. I salaute u boss . In every chapter,there's something to learn,In every quote you put down changes the mindset bout how this life is been run ride on bro

achi4u: ahh! who send them?
In chapter one or so OGA Zubby prophecies that some ppl will read, like, comments and later run while the main ppl who this 'thread ' were made for will keep increasing.


Onistha main mkt no even send you

And we are in the 100 chapter now and all the females has ran away.

DEDICATED TO CUTE BLISS


Before black turned to crystal green
And shadows walked amongst and within

I had loved you
It had always been you
These feelings, yeah true

So before I make my secret known
Please brace up for these words I have sown

My eyes are the shade of potato brown
These fingers, claws from within the ground

I'm human but spirit eternal
I've been here once I've had my funeral

I should have remained in-love but distant
But my heart is a love-struck peasant

I killed your ex with a butcher knife and a spade
Burried his heart and hope'd he'd fade

I confess now cos I know you still love him
I hope this truth hurts, you never even loved me

Send the cops and I'd be gone
Like paper to fire, I'd be burned

So the ex is your cat
And I'm your foot mat

How could you have love the dead
Over your daily bread.

Ah ah finally im on the last page

Foxy_Rebirth: DEDICATED TO CUTE BLISS


Before black turned to crystal green
And shadows walked amongst and within

I had loved you
It had always been you
These feelings, yeah true

So before I make my secret known
Please brace up for these words I have sown

My eyes are the shade of potato brown
These fingers, claws from within the ground

I'm human but spirit eternal
I've been here once I've had my funeral

I should have remained in-love but distant
But my heart is a love-struck peasant

I killed your ex with a butcher knife and a spade
Burried his heart and hope'd he'd fade

I confess now cos I know you still love him
I hope this truth hurts, you never even loved me

Send the cops and I'd be gone
Like paper to fire, I'd be burned

So the ex is your cat
And I'm your foot mat

How could you have love the dead
Over your daily bread.

Guy! You too like attention.. Na so you do sotee you derailed Mazi's thread several times.. This is not your thread and nobody wants your amateur poems here..
Try and open your own thread of poems elsewhere..

Zubby i must confess dat u re a genius.

Foxy_Rebirth: DEDICATED TO CUTE BLISS


Before black turned to crystal green
And shadows walked amongst and within

I had loved you
It had always been you
These feelings, yeah true

So before I make my secret known
Please brace up for these words I have sown

My eyes are the shade of potato brown
These fingers, claws from within the ground

I'm human but spirit eternal
I've been here once I've had my funeral

I should have remained in-love but distant
But my heart is a love-struck peasant

I killed your ex with a butcher knife and a spade
Burried his heart and hope'd he'd fade

I confess now cos I know you still love him
I hope this truth hurts, you never even loved me

Send the cops and I'd be gone
Like paper to fire, I'd be burned

So the ex is your cat
And I'm your foot mat

How could you have love the dead
Over your daily bread.

you dey mad?

Coldplay007:
Guy! You too like attention.. Na so you do sotee you derailed Mazi's thread several times.. This is not your thread and nobody wants your amateur poems here..
Try and open your own thread of poems elsewhere..

The foxy guy is jus d true definition of an attention junkie(and we d followers of dis thread refuse to give u ur fix)...even his own stories are full of hyperboles and exaggerations;in ma own opinion cheap exaggerations to ensure d attention is on him d writer and not d story or msg hez tryin to pass across.
Broda no beta way to say dis without hurting ur feelings,so eida stop derailing dis masterpiece or get a f*cking life.

mhen!!!!!! This will be the bomb. Oga zubby, if una turn am to movie, I wan act the character of zubby.

Well..... I can be ur SEO/social media publicist, getting traffic is my specialist apart from sex

I love chapter 100. It explains so many things. Thumbs up zuby.

palx: mhen!!!!!! This will be the bomb. Oga zubby, if una turn am to movie, I wan act the character of zubby.

Sorry,Dude!!
I've been given the part already......Lolz

Agrika: Ah ah finally im on the last page

Welcome to the Oliver Twist level.

ZUBY77:


Welcome to the Oliver Twist level.

yes o!! we want some more.

Following " Operation Hunt Mr. Chukwudi " bumper to bumper tinz

Tell them,a word is enough for the wise,more grease to your elbow,Nwanne madu.

This ur story is superb,everything about it is just real,i can't do without reading ur interesting story.more power to ur elbow

ZUBY77: Chapter 100





My drug deals was business. I bought them because people demanded for them.

I only recovered my money from Chinelo in Accra, I didn't take more than mine.

I only returned the dirty water which Madam Landlord had given me.



I never stole anybody's money and I would never do that.

not easy."

They say don’t whine over spilled milk.Since you believe so much in revenge,i guess you should brace yourself for the day madam Grace will come knocking at your door for the money you took from her.After all she was just trafficking girls too because people demanded them.I got to commend you though,you are a great writer,and you got bawlsss,big bawlsss to write this story.