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The horrific accident happened this afternoon in front of interland containers near ABC terminal in Amuwo Odofin. An Okada rider carrying a passenger collided with a truck. Above is the passenger that survived. The Okada man wasn't so lucky. His head was split open. The photo is after the cut... but be seriously warned...it is horrific!

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D brain was busted..i m seeing cerebrum,medulla oblongata,cerebellum,grey mater...RIP

The rate at which associations of tankers and trucks are killing innocent Nigerians they should create a separate road for those blood sucking vampires

Or they should only operate from 7pm to 6 am every day.

Or revive our train system fully so 60% of what the trucks and container carriers should carry will be done by trains
www.

Jesus

warning notice pleeaase! lalasticlala!

RIP to the dead. So the op seriously want this to make frontpage

Na wa ooo... Op, this early morning you dey give person this kin news? Boys go dey fear Comot to comot from house nah

Let's take a commercial break
We wld soon be back




Cowbel our milk
Put am for water cowbel.....

and now we are back
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go for gold oh... use gold circle cond**

OP pls graphic oh

Inpatience of these okada riders

Death rate is getting more than birth rate these days.....
These are the signs of the end time...

Rip

Too bad.

O God, may your people never become a victim of circumstance in Jesus name: Amen





Please give this one's parents and friends the will to take heart

OMG

wadafok!

God will not allow this to happen to us and our family. Amen

Peace

I was walking around when i saw a cashier hand this little boy his money back, the boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old. The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll.'' The little boy turned to the old woman next to him, ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?'' She replied, ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.'' Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look around. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. 'It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.' I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly. 'No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.' His eyes were so sad while saying this, 'My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.'' My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said, 'I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.' Then he showed me a very nice photo of himself. He was laughing. He then told me 'I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me.' 'I love my mommy and I wish she didn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.' Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. 'Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll!'' OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.' I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money. The little boy said, 'Thank you God for giving me enough money!' Then he looked at me and added, 'I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!'' 'I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.'' 'My mommy loves white roses.' A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state of mind from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy? Two days after this encounter with the little boy I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away. I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was for people to see and make last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine, and in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.

When you're told to pray every morning and thank God for the gift of life, no dey do strong head. You cannot protect yourself from the evils of the day.

RIP. Don't even know if that's necessary anymore. We just say it

No helmet.....
Geez

Jesus Christ!!! who on earth had the freaking nerve to snap this kind of picture...

Mehn, I imagine Lagos to be like those cities in Spartacus where dead bodies litter the streets

One Igbo man will soon come and say " nna i hope nothing happened to my KONTENA"
but on a serious note, okada has to be the second most dangerous job in Nigeria. After Boko Haram.

Even after wearing the much preached helmet.... RIB to the death

whew!horrible.Container again

God help us

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Died hustling sincerely and not shot dead in a robbery operation. Rest in peace. My our sincere hustle not end like this in Jesus name.

harbdulrasaq88:
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The horrific accident happened this afternoon in front of interland containers near ABC terminal in Amuwo Odofin. An Okada rider carrying a passenger collided with a truck. Above is the passenger that survived. The Okada man wasn't so lucky. His head was split open. The photo is after the cut... but be seriously warned...it is horrific!

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http://www..net/2015/07/photos-okada-riders-head-bursts-open-as.html

RIP to the dead. Lagos bike riders don't believe there's death.