vivalavida:

You are the angry one here babe. Chai!!! See anger. Anger have made u not to knw da difference between racist and tribalist. Nna mehn,i wish i saw you when you were typing this. You probably must have been seething in anger,teeths clattering while bashing furiously @ ur keypads.
@OP,you be confirmed coward. Small thing and you are already shaking like a rat outta water. Which babalawo goes around begging dough. U met a masquerade. I wouldnt wanna relate ma experience with a masquerade one sunny afternoon. The tin come dey ginger b4 me,when i threatened to beat him up and remove that his cloth,he had no option but to shift

jude33084: This reminds me of a native doctor back then in Benin,.....we were organizing civil defense in our area because of all these lil guys that owns the night So the native doctor we all feared came out with us with his full native doctor clothes; red clothes laced with cowries and charms

Around 2:30am the men of the underworld came and started shooting at us, I thought that I was with a savoir so I quickly ran and hide myself behind him only for me to hear him shout blood of Jesus when a bullet zoom pass his face


Omo na that day I come out for the activity last

Jerrick: Anytime I think about the scenario, I laugh and just shake my head. It was Christmas week and I went visiting my Uncle who stays in Ibadan. On 23 December, my uncle gave me some documents to get them photocopied. It's a known fact and no news that my uncle is the very stingy type. He calculated all I would spend and he made sure I won't be left with no change, imagine? .

Anyways, in no time, I was on bike and I arrived my destination. I alighted from the bike and went to the shop where I will get those document photocopied! But as I was going, I noticed something strange frm afar. It was a man dressed in red clothe with something in his hand. I watched him for some time and I noticed he was conversing with people he sees on the road. I walked very fast cos I was scared. When I asked those people in shop what the man was doing, they said he's a native doctor and that he collects money frm people whenever Christmas is near.

I could hardly swallow my saliva cos I was scared. I have never seen a native doctor except in films, let alone conversing with one. When he was close to the shop I was, I could clearly see he's got a horn with him. The horn is wielded with red and black cloth. I wanted to run at first but I saw a lady beside me, I noticed she wasn't as nervous or agitated like I was. This boosted my confidence and I decided to stay! . The native doc got to the shop I was and stopped...... Ghen ghen!!

Seriously, I was standing but 'dead' and buried in fear. I don't know maybe because of the supra canvas I wore or my nice outfit, he approached me. They've already told me the native doc approaches those he sees as rich people. Because if you see me that day ehn, u go confuse me with dangote's son #fact . So, he pointed the horn to me and said money. I initially wanted to rebuke him by calling Jesus but I never wanted to fall my own hands infront of the babe, I kept quiet and hoped for the 'worst' . I handed him 1 hundred naira. He collected it, looked at me and further pointed the ugly horn at me, he kept on saying money!

When I noticed he was going to touch me with his ugly horn, I moved back. I started to empty my pocket, swearing that the 1 hundred naira was all I had on me he danced and left... Phewww, that was close, I thought in my mind. Those I met in the shop laughed @ me that I was doing like a weakly! I too was laughing but my legs were shaking...... I left the shop and trekked home. I got home and never uttered any word to my uncle. He ignorantly asked, ''why were you that late?'' I said people were too many that we'all had to queue. A very stingy man he is

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deshclones: All these kids from the western land of cowards.....mtshew....

Thunder fire gowon for refusing my people exit from this contraption called nigeria....for keeping me in the same country with these western cowards...imagine the maga no get shame dey talk anyhow....

you were ripped morafuchker.

Jerrick: Anytime I think about the scenario, I laugh and just shake my head. It was Christmas week and I went visiting my Uncle who stays in Ibadan. On 23 December, my uncle gave me some documents to get them photocopied. It's a known fact and no news that my uncle is the very stingy type. He calculated all I would spend and he made sure I won't be left with no change, imagine? .

Anyways, in no time, I was on bike and I arrived my destination. I alighted from the bike and went to the shop where I will get those document photocopied! But as I was going, I noticed something strange frm afar. It was a man dressed in red clothe with something in his hand. I watched him for some time and I noticed he was conversing with people he sees on the road. I walked very fast cos I was scared. When I asked those people in shop what the man was doing, they said he's a native doctor and that he collects money frm people whenever Christmas is near.

I could hardly swallow my saliva cos I was scared. I have never seen a native doctor except in films, let alone conversing with one. When he was close to the shop I was, I could clearly see he's got a horn with him. The horn is wielded with red and black cloth. I wanted to run at first but I saw a lady beside me, I noticed she wasn't as nervous or agitated like I was. This boosted my confidence and I decided to stay! . The native doc got to the shop I was and stopped...... Ghen ghen!!

Seriously, I was standing but 'dead' and buried in fear. I don't know maybe because of the supra canvas I wore or my nice outfit, he approached me. They've already told me the native doc approaches those he sees as rich people. Because if you see me that day ehn, u go confuse me with dangote's son #fact . So, he pointed the horn to me and said money. I initially wanted to rebuke him by calling Jesus but I never wanted to fall my own hands infront of the babe, I kept quiet and hoped for the 'worst' . I handed him 1 hundred naira. He collected it, looked at me and further pointed the ugly horn at me, he kept on saying money!

When I noticed he was going to touch me with his ugly horn, I moved back. I started to empty my pocket, swearing that the 1 hundred naira was all I had on me he danced and left... Phewww, that was close, I thought in my mind. Those I met in the shop laughed @ me that I was doing like a weakly! I too was laughing but my legs were shaking...... I left the shop and trekked home. I got home and never uttered any word to my uncle. He ignorantly asked, ''why were you that late?'' I said people were too many that we'all had to queue. A very stingy man he is

DK Jaleel: why u no
shout Jesus if he sure for you??

jude33084: This
reminds me of a native doctor back then in Benin,.....we were organizing
civil defense in our area because of all these lil guys that owns the
night So the native doctor we all feared came out with us with his
full native doctor clothes; red clothes laced with cowries and charms


Around 2:30am the men of the underworld came and started shooting at us,
I thought that I was with a savoir so I quickly ran and hide myself
behind him only for me to hear him shout blood of Jesus when a
bullet zoom pass his face
ooh Lord!!! :p
i just fell.off my f;uck-ing chair lol.
Thank you


Omo na that day I come out for the activity last

ndidibabe: Look at this Idiot trying to distinguish between Tribalism and Racism. You don't even know what the former mean..

first-courage:
:PFuni talk c mumu dey form fear