Lawlahdey:
Dead rat or whatever you are, Are you so stupid to understand I don't appreciate you jumping on my mention any how? Or is your mangled brain so clogged to comprehend?
Wtf is your problem?!! Get the fvck off and stop following me up and down the streets of NL.

I don't need a stanky tongue to lick my ass.

Effiezynews:


Did you have to insult him like this? Can't you just make your point and move on, without an iota of rudeness?

Lawlahdey:
I have been trying to make my point without rudeness since but it didn't hit home.

Skinnienigga:
Lool. Make I talk my own.

So I was in 100l and I had this fine chick I was crushing on. She was one of the hottest girls in our church that year (yes, I used to be a sinner), friendly and all. I was mad over her.
Anyways, I mustered up courage and went to talk to her, and she seemed to like me too. I wan crase! Wasn't long before she invited me to her house (she was still seeking admission). Her parents were separated (but still had a good relationship) and she lived with her mom (working class) so life was good.

Fastforward to that day, I got to her house and she welcomed me with very few clothes on. I died of anticipation. We went in and right in the middle of 'setting fire to the rain' we heard her dad's car horn (both parents had different horn patterns for easier identification). Omo see panic. No where seemed good enough to hide. Finally, I packed all my stuff and ran into their 'generator house'. The man's driver drove in and then he decided to sit in the balcony (facing the gen house directly). Oh did I mention that her father was a very strict Muslim? So coming out was probably equal to some nasty ordeal like getting devoured by their mighty dogs or being chased by the driver and beaten silly. Her mother then came home about 10 mins after the man. Apparently the man wasn't feeling too okay.

I sha hid in the gen house for over 4 hours. Couldn't leave cos both parents decided that the balcony was good enough to relax. The man even slept off gaan. All this time, my crush was a nervous wreck.. She became 'miss obedient' to her parents occasionally sending me texts of 'I'm sorry' while I was discovering the dizzying powers of inhaling burnt gasoline over a long period of time.

Finally tho, I got rescued by her younger siblings (3 small girls). They heard I was in asylum directly opposite their parents and found a way to get me out without their parents noticing anything. I almost shed tears of joy that day.

Till today, one of them (her siblings) calls me "Oga gen" and if they want to tease me, I start hearing things like "Engineer Mikano" and "Nnpc"..

Skinnienigga:
Lool. Make I talk my own.

So I was in 100l and I had this fine chick I was crushing on. She was one of the hottest girls in our church that year (yes, I used to be a sinner), friendly and all. I was mad over her.
Anyways, I mustered up courage and went to talk to her, and she seemed to like me too. I wan crase! Wasn't long before she invited me to her house (she was still seeking admission). Her parents were separated (but still had a good relationship) and she lived with her mom (working class) so life was good.

Fastforward to that day, I got to her house and she welcomed me with very few clothes on. I died of anticipation. We went in and right in the middle of 'setting fire to the rain' we heard her dad's car horn (both parents had different horn patterns for easier identification). Omo see panic. No where seemed good enough to hide. Finally, I packed all my stuff and ran into their 'generator house'. The man's driver drove in and then he decided to sit in the balcony (facing the gen house directly). Oh did I mention that her father was a very strict Muslim? So coming out was probably equal to some nasty ordeal like getting devoured by their mighty dogs or being chased by the driver and beaten silly. Her mother then came home about 10 mins after the man. Apparently the man wasn't feeling too okay.

I sha hid in the gen house for over 4 hours. Couldn't leave cos both parents decided that the balcony was good enough to relax. The man even slept off gaan. All this time, my crush was a nervous wreck.. She became 'miss obedient' to her parents occasionally sending me texts of 'I'm sorry' while I was discovering the dizzying powers of inhaling burnt gasoline over a long period of time.

Finally tho, I got rescued by her younger siblings (3 small girls). They heard I was in asylum directly opposite their parents and found a way to get me out without their parents noticing anything. I almost shed tears of joy that day.

Till today, one of them (her siblings) calls me "Oga gen" and if they want to tease me, I start hearing things like "Engineer Mikano" and "Nnpc"..

I really enjoyed your story bro Bro, you suffer small sef oooo

dollyjoy:
Met his girlfriend there and goat added to my humiliation by asking what I wanted. Notebook of course!! He was my sec school class mate. Stopped taking crushes serious after then. Allow the feelings die a natural death.

Skinnienigga:
Lool. Make I talk my own.

So I was in 100l and I had this fine chick I was crushing on. She was one of the hottest girls in our church that year (yes, I used to be a sinner), friendly and all. I was mad over her.
Anyways, I mustered up courage and went to talk to her, and she seemed to like me too. I wan crase! Wasn't long before she invited me to her house (she was still seeking admission). Her parents were separated (but still had a good relationship) and she lived with her mom (working class) so life was good.

Fastforward to that day, I got to her house and she welcomed me with very few clothes on. I died of anticipation. We went in and right in the middle of 'setting fire to the rain' we heard her dad's car horn (both parents had different horn patterns for easier identification). Omo see panic. No where seemed good enough to hide. Finally, I packed all my stuff and ran into their 'generator house'. The man's driver drove in and then he decided to sit in the balcony (facing the gen house directly). Oh did I mention that her father was a very strict Muslim? So coming out was probably equal to some nasty ordeal like getting devoured by their mighty dogs or being chased by the driver and beaten silly. Her mother then came home about 10 mins after the man. Apparently the man wasn't feeling too okay.

I sha hid in the gen house for over 4 hours. Couldn't leave cos both parents decided that the balcony was good enough to relax. The man even slept off gaan. All this time, my crush was a nervous wreck.. She became 'miss obedient' to her parents occasionally sending me texts of 'I'm sorry' while I was discovering the dizzying powers of inhaling burnt gasoline over a long period of time.

Finally tho, I got rescued by her younger siblings (3 small girls). They heard I was in asylum directly opposite their parents and found a way to get me out without their parents noticing anything. I almost shed tears of joy that day.

Till today, one of them (her siblings) calls me "Oga gen" and if they want to tease me, I start hearing things like "Engineer Mikano" and "Nnpc"..

QueenSekxy:
are you gon force me

dollyjoy:
Met his girlfriend there and goat added to my humiliation by asking what I wanted. Notebook of course!! He was my sec school class mate. Stopped taking crushes serious after then. Allow the feelings die a natural death.

Divay22:
I don't do crush things, it somehow turns into loathe

raylord:
So what do u do

RETIREDMUMU:
[b]chai see babe, her back heavy load her front big orange na so i get huge crush on this babe, she is a girl every niggqq eyeing

i had being trying to woo this babe but she's is being hard to get, perhaps because she is ajebo and am a full time ajepako guy


she comes and visit her friends around my place of work.


whenever she passes there i just stop her, trying to still wooing her, all she always says na 'i have boyfriend'.


so had being threatening her with this my proposal, so one faithful day she just call me say i should visit her, i was like wetin i hear sef, i was very excited like this babe finally agreed


so next day i go see one my hausa mohla wey dey sell accessories, na so i buy one chain, and one cheap handband, then i proceeds to one ipob goan buy one okrika jeans and one kind t shirt, abeg boy go fine nao


na so i entered bus, from bodija to oluyole

i called the babe on phone and she finally lead me to their house, behold na so i see her hugging one guy

me:hello but ur house too far oo

babe: (still hugging the guy) and so shebi nq u wan date a fine girl nao, so pls sit on that chair am coming


they trekked reach out of my sight


na so i angrily grab one chair wey dey their front house, i was frustrated and angered by what i just heard, i waited for 30 minutes, suddenly i began hearing laughter.

na the babe and her friend laughing now, i think the guy don go now.

babe: (laughing) that him, he wan date a fine girl na there he go wait till him dey go

friend : (laughing hard) why nao that too bad nao, just pity am nao

babe: i had already told him i have a boyfriend

friend: he no even fine sef



qnd that how they kept gossiping my whole drama,i just wish make ground swallow me in that moment i just left dat day, frustrated, flabbergasted, angered, dehydrated, starved n stuttered!!






moral:when a girl keep telling u i have a bf, just keep off!![/b]

Lawlahdey:
Great. Now that you have understood, keep off.

Divay22:

Nothing

raylord:

You are just dceiving yourself. No one is immune from love. No one

Skinnienigga:
Lool. Make I talk my own.

iLegendd:
I wished this is on page 0 I would've shared. Mine will make you laugh and cry.

tosyne2much:
Mine goes this way.

I paid a courtesy visit to this girl I was crushing on who always accused me of being uncaring and all that.

We were both in the sitting room kissing and smooching passionately and we got carried away, oblivious of the fact that her dad already drove in, unannounced and walked in quietly

The AC was on and we were both sweating profusely. She hurriedly took few text books littered on the dinning table so it would seem as if we were rubbing minds together in solving some questions.

As the man stepped in, he saw me on the table sweating profusely with my shirt unbuttoned and she explained to him that I actually came to help her out with her mathematics assignment.

I greeted the obviously perplexed man who shook his head and entered into his room without uttering a word. Few minutes later, he called and sent her on an errand just to deal with me.

Immediately she stepped out, he came out of his room and began to interrogate me. Before I knew it, he landed a slap on my face and quietly tortured me like a terrorist. How I got out of their house becomes a mystery to me till date

My people, na love clear for my eyes ooo


Over to you guys

Lawlahdey:
Dead rat or whatever you are, Are you so stupid to understand I don't appreciate you jumping on my mention any how? Or is your mangled brain so clogged to comprehend?
Wtf is your problem?!! Get the fvck off and stop following me up and down the streets of NL.

I don't need a stanky tongue to lick my ass.

ugoswaggz:
kai, watch your language, act like a lady if you're one

RETIREDMUMU:


my bro i just vex, i wish to beat dat babe dat day.


one fact is :babe wey one guy dey eye, dat same babe don tired one guy from nackin!!

Skinnienigga:
Lool. Make I talk my own.

So I was in 100l and I had this fine chick I was crushing on. She was one of the hottest girls in our church that year (yes, I used to be a sinner), friendly and all. I was mad over her.
Anyways, I mustered up courage and went to talk to her, and she seemed to like me too. I wan crase! Wasn't long before she invited me to her house (she was still seeking admission). Her parents were separated (but still had a good relationship) and she lived with her mom (working class) so life was good.

Fastforward to that day, I got to her house and she welcomed me with very few clothes on. I died of anticipation. We went in and right in the middle of 'setting fire to the rain' we heard her dad's car horn (both parents had different horn patterns for easier identification). Omo see panic. No where seemed good enough to hide. Finally, I packed all my stuff and ran into their 'generator house'. The man's driver drove in and then he decided to sit in the balcony (facing the gen house directly). Oh did I mention that her father was a very strict Muslim? So coming out was probably equal to some nasty ordeal like getting devoured by their mighty dogs or being chased by the driver and beaten silly. Her mother then came home about 10 mins after the man. Apparently the man wasn't feeling too okay.

I sha hid in the gen house for over 4 hours. Couldn't leave cos both parents decided that the balcony was good enough to relax. The man even slept off gaan. All this time, my crush was a nervous wreck.. She became 'miss obedient' to her parents occasionally sending me texts of 'I'm sorry' while I was discovering the dizzying powers of inhaling burnt gasoline over a long period of time.

Finally tho, I got rescued by her younger siblings (3 small girls). They heard I was in asylum directly opposite their parents and found a way to get me out without their parents noticing anything. I almost shed tears of joy that day.

Till today, one of them (her siblings) calls me "Oga gen" and if they want to tease me, I start hearing things like "Engineer Mikano" and "Nnpc"..

Skinnienigga:
Lool. Make I talk my own.

So I was in 100l and I had this fine chick I was crushing on. She was one of the hottest girls in our church that year (yes, I used to be a sinner), friendly and all. I was mad over her.
Anyways, I mustered up courage and went to talk to her, and she seemed to like me too. I wan crase! Wasn't long before she invited me to her house (she was still seeking admission). Her parents were separated (but still had a good relationship) and she lived with her mom (working class) so life was good.

Fastforward to that day, I got to her house and she welcomed me with very few clothes on. I died of anticipation. We went in and right in the middle of 'setting fire to the rain' we heard her dad's car horn (both parents had different horn patterns for easier identification). Omo see panic. No where seemed good enough to hide. Finally, I packed all my stuff and ran into their 'generator house'. The man's driver drove in and then he decided to sit in the balcony (facing the gen house directly). Oh did I mention that her father was a very strict Muslim? So coming out was probably equal to some nasty ordeal like getting devoured by their mighty dogs or being chased by the driver and beaten silly. Her mother then came home about 10 mins after the man. Apparently the man wasn't feeling too okay.

I sha hid in the gen house for over 4 hours. Couldn't leave cos both parents decided that the balcony was good enough to relax. The man even slept off gaan. All this time, my crush was a nervous wreck.. She became 'miss obedient' to her parents occasionally sending me texts of 'I'm sorry' while I was discovering the dizzying powers of inhaling burnt gasoline over a long period of time.

Finally tho, I got rescued by her younger siblings (3 small girls). They heard I was in asylum directly opposite their parents and found a way to get me out without their parents noticing anything. I almost shed tears of joy that day.

Till today, one of them (her siblings) calls me "Oga gen" and if they want to tease me, I start hearing things like "Engineer Mikano" and "Nnpc"..

QueenSekxy:
lol

I don't have a crush

Abbeycharles:
I will share a near death experience I had in school because of konji. But I was very smart, if not, I would have been greatly Humiliated and tortured

Deola had the a nicest body structure and enticing boobs I ever seen in my life. The type you see Lalasticlala pushing to the front page to garner huge traffic. I met her at a wedding party and I found out she was in my dept but running part time programme. She had a bf (a cultist) but I told the courage and boldly asked for her number.

Fast-forward

We hooked up 2 to 3 times @ a friends place. since I knw say the boyfriend no dey enter that side. One day, na so Konji make me wear bathroom slippers run go her place for lashing, then around 6am or so the next day. Na so her bf knock on the door oooo and she started panicking, and I was panicking say I don die. But I was wise enough to quickly go to her kitchen. Told her to open the door and she did.

The dude walked in and I came out of the kitchen 20
seconds later with garri, rice and fresh tomatoes. I greeted the obviously perplexed bf

I said to her, thank you Deola for giving me what to eat this morning. I slipped into my bathroom slippers and left the room.

I acted it so real that the babe called to hail me, that the dude never suspected anything

To reinforce the I am a broke guy, I went to her place by 5:30am
knocked on d door and she gave me more foodstuffs.

The guy even gave me his rug and curtains the following semester since he was graduating.