Kslib: How you go mistake person for antelope!!! Na wa oo
.. Make the man come tell me how the two pictures below two take resemble..
Nonsense!!!
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All izz well!!

Tayo114: Does human look like antelope?

Afro connect: Nice one by the police force.
Intelligence gathering,infiltration of ghetto areas,Mosques and other flashpoints where cultists and gangs smoke weed by under cover police and inelligence officers is the key to nip crime in the bud.
When you hang out in weed joints and beer parlours,a lot of information you get.
Pls the Nigerian police should invest more on surveillance and intelligence gathering to make Lagos safer for all.

joeydozzy: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

XYNERISE , If you're still alive say something

Kslib: How you go mistake person for antelope!!! Na wa oo
.. Make the man come tell me how the two pictures below two take resemble..
Nonsense!!!
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..
All izz well!!

Tayo114: Does human look like antelope?

Jakumo: Only a person who has never hunted in thick bush would imagine it to be impossible for a person to be mistaken for an animal. The truth of the matter is that hunters do frequently mistake fellow hunters for animals because it is very rare that the whole animal is visible to a hunter, meaning that experienced hunters learn to open fire when they see just a glimpse of movement, so as not to miss the chance of a kill, when the quarry is running through undegrowth.

Matter of fact, the risk of accidental shootings is significantly greater when experienced hunters are invloved, than when novice hunters are present, because the more experienced hunters have trained their shooting reflexes to respond instantly, when an incomplete sight picture is spotted, whereas new "trainee" hunters would be more likely to refrain from shooting until they see the complete animal, which is a very rare situation in thick bush.

Speaking as an avid hunter who, in the heat of "buck fever" some years back, once let fly a double blast of buck-shot close enough to snap a twig which grazed a fellow hunter in the neck, I can attest to the absolute horror that comes over the shooter who hears a human scream after shooting at what appeared to be an animal.

Ishilove:
I don't understand why human beings shoot animals for sport. It is sheer wickedness

joeydozzy: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

XYNERISE , If you're still alive say something

Siga: ....Na wa for u oo... comparing Seun and Antelope...

iyatrustee:


You beat me to this!

Ishilove:
I don't understand why human beings shoot animals for sport. It is sheer wickedness

Jakumo:

Put your cane away, Ishilove. The only difference between a hunter like me who eats his harvest, and any other NON-vegetarian member of society, is the degree of removal from the actual killing of animals for meat.

By purchasing that shrink-wrapped top-surloin cut from the meat department of your local grocery store, you become an end-user of cattle reared on steroid-laced feed, in cramped industrial-scale "feed-lot" farms, before being funneled with electric prods into the abartoir, for conveyor-belt dispatch. The free-roaming deer I selectively harvest live far more humane existences than the captive and caged fate of farm livestock, and my animals are dropped by long-range rifle-shot, with no chase to stress them out and thus ruin the flavor of the meat.

Ishilove, I hereby invite you for a candle-lit dinner at my bunker, where the menu will feature fine red wine to wash down lightly sauteed venisson cutlets in mushroom sauce. We can talk about this subject of wildlife management, and who knows, I may be able to persuade you to saddle up and join me on my next hunting trip.

I know of a corn-farm where marauding herds of massive grass-cutter cane-rats are wreaking havoc every night. Your mission, if you choose to accept it, will be to join me in laying midnight ambush for this wily prey, while disregarding the relentless swarms of mosquitos that accompany the rats on their nocturnal corn-farm raids. In case you are unaware, the flesh of grasscutter cane rats is more flavorful and nutritious than anything money can buy. Need I say more ?

For your first hunting expedition may I offer you my 16-guage shotgun to blast those absolutely delicious furry critters to kingdom come. It is a classic, lightweight, well-balanced scatter-gun, ideally suited to the discerning woman shooter like yourself, who is not prepared to compromise aesthetics in the pursuit of ballistic performance.

Please, have your personal secretary call mine, immediately.

Jakumo:

Put your cane away, Ishilove. The only difference between a hunter like me who eats his harvest, and any other NON-vegetarian member of society, is the degree of removal from the actual killing of animals for meat.

By purchasing that shrink-wrapped top-surloin cut from the meat department of your local grocery store, you become an end-user of cattle reared on steroid-laced feed, in cramped industrial-scale "feed-lot" farms, before being funneled with electric prods into the abartoir, for conveyor-belt dispatch. The free-roaming deer I selectively harvest live far more humane existences than the captive and caged fate of farm livestock, and my animals are dropped by long-range rifle-shot, with no chase to stress them out and thus ruin the flavor of the meat.

Ishilove, I hereby invite you for a candle-lit dinner at my bunker, where the menu will feature fine red wine to wash down lightly sauteed venisson cutlets in mushroom sauce. We can talk about this subject of wildlife management, and who knows, I may be able to persuade you to saddle up and join me on my next hunting trip.

I know of a corn-farm where marauding herds of massive grass-cutter cane-rats are wreaking havoc every night. Your mission, if you choose to accept it, will be to join me in laying midnight ambush for this wily prey, while disregarding the relentless swarms of mosquitos that accompany the rats on their nocturnal corn-farm raids. In case you are unaware, the flesh of grasscutter cane rats is more flavorful and nutritious than anything money can buy. Need I say more ?

For your first hunting expedition may I offer you my 16-guage shotgun to blast those absolutely delicious furry critters to kingdom come. It is a classic, lightweight, well-balanced scatter-gun, ideally suited to the discerning woman shooter like yourself, who is not prepared to compromise aesthetics in the pursuit of ballistic performance.

Please, have your personal secretary call mine, immediately.

Jakumo:

Put your cane away, Ishilove. The only difference between a hunter like me who eats his harvest, and any other NON-vegetarian member of society, is the degree of removal from the actual killing of animals for meat.

By purchasing that shrink-wrapped top-surloin cut from the meat department of your local grocery store, you become an end-user of cattle reared on steroid-laced feed, in cramped industrial-scale "feed-lot" farms, before being funneled with electric prods into the abartoir, for conveyor-belt dispatch. The free-roaming deer I selectively harvest live far more humane existences than the captive and caged fate of farm livestock, and my animals are dropped by long-range rifle-shot, with no chase to stress them out and thus ruin the flavor of the meat.

Ishilove, I hereby invite you for a candle-lit dinner at my bunker, where the menu will feature fine red wine to wash down lightly sauteed venisson cutlets in mushroom sauce. We can talk about this subject of wildlife management, and who knows, I may be able to persuade you to saddle up and join me on my next hunting trip.

I know of a corn-farm where marauding herds of massive grass-cutter cane-rats are wreaking havoc every night. Your mission, if you choose to accept it, will be to join me in laying midnight ambush for this wily prey, while disregarding the relentless swarms of mosquitos that accompany the rats on their nocturnal corn-farm raids. In case you are unaware, the flesh of grasscutter cane rats is more flavorful and nutritious than anything money can buy. Need I say more ?

For your first hunting expedition may I offer you my 16-guage shotgun to blast those absolutely delicious furry critters to kingdom come. It is a classic, lightweight, well-balanced scatter-gun, ideally suited to the discerning woman shooter like yourself, who is not prepared to compromise aesthetics in the pursuit of ballistic performance.

Please, have your personal secretary call mine, immediately.

PurestBoy:

Jakumo jakumo, I dey always gbadun your comment, I wish I could write like dis

xynerise:
Yes na. Them plenty for NL

spikes C:

Pa Antelope, i hear say one aboki miss you come shoot joeydozzy

spikes C:

How many times u dey gbadun the comment

Jakumo:

Put your cane away, Ishilove. The only difference between a hunter like me who eats his harvest, and any other NON-vegetarian member of society, is the degree of removal from the actual killing of animals for meat.

By purchasing that shrink-wrapped top-surloin cut from the meat department of your local grocery store, you become an end-user of cattle reared on steroid-laced feed, in cramped industrial-scale "feed-lot" farms, before being funneled with electric prods into the abartoir, for conveyor-belt dispatch. The free-roaming deer I selectively harvest live far more humane existences than the captive and caged fate of farm livestock, and my animals are dropped by long-range rifle-shot, with no chase to stress them out and thus ruin the flavor of the meat.

Ishilove, I hereby invite you for a candle-lit dinner at my bunker, where the menu will feature fine red wine to wash down lightly sauteed venisson cutlets in mushroom sauce. We can talk about this subject of wildlife management, and who knows, I may be able to persuade you to saddle up and join me on my next hunting trip.

I know of a corn-farm where marauding herds of massive grass-cutter cane-rats are wreaking havoc every night. Your mission, if you choose to accept it, will be to join me in laying midnight ambush for this wily prey, while disregarding the relentless swarms of mosquitos that accompany the rats on their nocturnal corn-farm raids. In case you are unaware, the flesh of grasscutter cane rats is more flavorful and nutritious than anything money can buy. Need I say more ?

For your first hunting expedition may I offer you my 16-guage shotgun to blast those absolutely delicious furry critters to kingdom come. It is a classic, lightweight, well-balanced scatter-gun, ideally suited to the discerning woman shooter like yourself, who is not prepared to compromise aesthetics in the pursuit of ballistic performance.

Please, have your personal secretary call mine, immediately.

xynerise:
. Your fada

Jakumo:

Put your cane away, Ishilove. The only difference between a hunter like me who eats his harvest, and any other NON-vegetarian member of society, is the degree of removal from the actual killing of animals for meat.

By purchasing that shrink-wrapped top-surloin cut from the meat department of your local grocery store, you become an end-user of cattle reared on steroid-laced feed, in cramped industrial-scale "feed-lot" farms, before being funneled with electric prods into the abartoir, for conveyor-belt dispatch. The free-roaming deer I selectively harvest live far more humane existences than the captive and caged fate of farm livestock, and my animals are dropped by long-range rifle-shot, with no chase to stress them out and thus ruin the flavor of the meat.

Ishilove, I hereby invite you for a candle-lit dinner at my bunker, where the menu will feature fine red wine to wash down lightly sauteed venisson cutlets in mushroom sauce. We can talk about this subject of wildlife management, and who knows, I may be able to persuade you to saddle up and join me on my next hunting trip.

I know of a corn-farm where marauding herds of massive grass-cutter cane-rats are wreaking havoc every night. Your mission, if you choose to accept it, will be to join me in laying midnight ambush for this wily prey, while disregarding the relentless swarms of mosquitos that accompany the rats on their nocturnal corn-farm raids. In case you are unaware, the flesh of grasscutter cane rats is more flavorful and nutritious than anything money can buy. Need I say more ?

For your first hunting expedition may I offer you my 16-guage shotgun to blast those absolutely delicious furry critters to kingdom come. It is a classic, lightweight, well-balanced scatter-gun, ideally suited to the discerning woman shooter like yourself, who is not prepared to compromise aesthetics in the pursuit of ballistic performance.

Please, have your personal secretary call mine, immediately.

ThankGod Edeh: Nonsense. Mustapha (the murderer) is a muslim and Sunday a Christian. You can guess what happened. This is also a warning to those who have malos as friends, they will mistake you for an antelope.