I can still remember back then in my sixteen, when I broke a chair because I was locked outside,I angryily broke a chair,it was not easy that night,my dad grow so angry that he used me to play all kinds of sports and i still had to go on my kneels with the broken chair on my hands carried above my head hahaha

Add yours

Monkey ciggarete......coz i moved 1naira

...just a knock on the head which led to disestablishmentarianism of my whole body system...lolz.

He tied my hands and legs together from behind and covered my Nose with a Petrol soaked handkerchief Mehn I almost died from sniffing the handkerchief....Reason: Coz I mistakenly Made my Mom tripped and fell..My Momma had to plead tearfully on my behalf before he finally let go another tym he turned me to punchbag coz I guided my face from being slapped by him and the punches afterwards were devastating as I managed to blocked ZERO punch #RestOnKing