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All looking like ogbanjes

See dem hungry gurls..

No wonder the moment you take dem to a hotel na near the intercom dem dey like stay.

You go dey hear dem dey say ""hello..is that the kishen""?

When I was still in the world and still struggling as a boy...the first thing I do when I step into the room is to disconnect the intercom to forestall any wanton abuse of my wallet.

Graphic pictures

Eazie351:
rubbish

Why rubbish?

Because they were not dressed up in bags and hijab?

This can only happen in Benin...
Can you see the future of Benin looking like a street beggar.

I went to unilag to see a friend... Come and see students, behaving maturely...

Things that happen in Edo State are unique to edo people...

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TiredOfFighting:
Lol.
I miss this setting.
Communal eating, survival of the fittest.
If na rice, no spoons allowed, if na indomie, no forks allowed, no rolling too.

I rep Uniben

So reading tru, some people have referred to my post as Poverty,
Well

Lol call it whatever, usually, stuffs like this happens and most people are low on cash and food stuff.
Members of same room would at that point have to contribute what they have to make smtn, called concoction.
Those moments are usually the best moments for bonding and is even most memorable.
It's not poverty.

I remember one particular day in my room, most of us had ran out of food stuff and had just little fragments left.

One person had rice only, another beans only, another only a few tubers of potato, another like 2 fingers of ripe plantain and another had spices and oil but no ingredients, another had nothing but volunteered to cook.

We mixed everything and made it into one dish.
I can't really remember the enjoyment times I had in school but this memory is still fresh and funny to me .

Call it poverty that's ur business.

Those who don't like girls celebrating together without men can kiss fire.

I don't see what the heck about the photos.

I can see the pant of the one wearing pink and white dress


maybe it is just my mind

Godsfavour78:
no mind am joor. Me self na saint Albert wedding reception I dey gatecrash that year. But everything is in the past now.

I did this countless times. Other days I enjoyed the most were convocation and matriculation days. Two days following the end of these ceremonies, I still dey warm jollof rice and meat dey go.

In the end we still comot with 1.1.

TiredOfFighting:
Lol.
I miss this setting.
Communal eating, survival of the fittest.
If na rice, no spoons allowed, if na indomie, no forks allowed, no rolling too.

I rep Uniben

So reading tru, some people have referred to my post as Poverty,
Well

Lol call it whatever, usually, stuffs like this happens and most people are low on cash and food stuff.
Members of same room would at that point have to contribute what they have to make smtn, called concoction.
Those moments are usually the best moments for bonding and is even most memorable.
It's not poverty.

I remember one particular day in my room, most of us had ran out of food stuff and had just little fragments left.

One person had rice only, another beans only, another only a few tubers of potato, another like 2 fingers of ripe plantain and another had spices and oil but no ingredients, another had nothing but volunteered to cook.

We mixed everything and made it into one dish.
I can't really remember the enjoyment times I had in school but this memory is still fresh and funny to me .

Call it poverty that's ur business.

No mind dem jare! Make dem dey form Dangote. Na people wey don experience the thing go know d joy and fun in it.

We used to call something "RANGING POLE" in a school in Akure. Students of that Era in that school will know the meaning.

Hall 2 girls wey nor wan camp
I rem wen i dey block b. We dey watch dem live naked view bbn naija shower time way back 2008 uniben girls den with big yansh

TiredOfFighting:

E-rat.
People like you are usually hungrier. Hiding behind a keyboard. SMH

no mind him, where are u, let me take u out this evening.

tiredoflife:


Hungry thing
Mtcheeeew

savage

dancok:
no mind him, where are u, let me take u out this evening.

Lol.
Lagos though

TiredOfFighting:



Lol call it whatever, usually, stuffs like this happens and most people are low on cash and food stuff.
Members of same room would at that point have to contribute what they have to make smtn, called concoction.
Those moments are usually the best moments for bonding. It's not poverty

U dey answer dem?! These are the type of people that will be forming "biggies" in school. They won't bond but gather fake friends all over the place. "Friends" that will disappear at the slight stress. There types end up "lonely" and depressed years after.

Have (good) fun always! You will need the experience later.

GoldHorse:


U dey answer dem?! These are the type of people that will be forming "biggies" in school. They won't bond but gather fake friends all over the place. "Friends" that will disappear at the slight stress. There types end up "lonely" and depressed years after.

Have (good) fun always! You will need the experience later.

You are wise

TiredOfFighting:


Hahahaha.
Hall 3 and Hall 4, always having beans supply like crazy.
Lol

In Hall 4 then guys go try "rescue" stale beans or egusi soup by adding Maggi and re warming! The whole passage go dey smell . Boys go come dey shout "who dey cook shhiiit"?!!!!!!

Smelly punnny

See them sitting on the floor, dirty girls

TiredOfFighting:

Lol. Lagos though

wow, not near

Edo girls or Benin girls celebrating

All this ones

Future oloshos

TiredOfFighting:
Lol.
I miss this setting.
Communal eating, survival of the fittest.
If na rice, no spoons allowed, if na indomie, no forks allowed, no rolling too.

I rep Uniben

So reading tru, some people have referred to my post as Poverty,
Well

Lol call it whatever, usually, stuffs like this happens and most people are low on cash and food stuff.
Members of same room would at that point have to contribute what they have to make smtn, called concoction.
Those moments are usually the best moments for bonding and is even most memorable.
It's not poverty.

I remember one particular day in my room, most of us had ran out of food stuff and had just little fragments left.

One person had rice only, another beans only, another only a few tubers of potato, another like 2 fingers of ripe plantain and another had spices and oil but no ingredients, another had nothing but volunteered to cook.

We mixed everything and made it into one dish.
I can't really remember the enjoyment times I had in school but this memory is still fresh and funny to me .

Call it poverty that's ur business.

Don't mind these lots. In a country where the middle class is almost non existent, where enjoying the simplest of the basic social amenities is seen as a luxury. Even drinking bottled water is almost seen as a luxury. But these same people will come online and be shouting poverty up and dan forming ballers. Smh.

LiveByNight:


Poverty of the highest order

I can smell the wretchedness from.here

Wow.. where you born into poverty or was it something you inherited?

TiredOfFighting:
Lol.
I miss this setting.
Communal eating, survival of the fittest.
If na rice, no spoons allowed, if na indomie, no forks allowed, no rolling too.

I rep Uniben

So reading tru, some people have referred to my post as Poverty,
Well

Lol call it whatever, usually, stuffs like this happens and most people are low on cash and food stuff.
Members of same room would at that point have to contribute what they have to make smtn, called concoction.
Those moments are usually the best moments for bonding and is even most memorable.
It's not poverty.

I remember one particular day in my room, most of us had ran out of food stuff and had just little fragments left.

One person had rice only, another beans only, another only a few tubers of potato, another like 2 fingers of ripe plantain and another had spices and oil but no ingredients, another had nothing but volunteered to cook.

We mixed everything and made it into one dish.
I can't really remember the enjoyment times I had in school but this memory is still fresh and funny to me .

Call it poverty that's ur business.

\Aunty,

Take them to a date now, they will ordered what they can not be able to buy on their own.

All this girls are going to end up in Italy

Homeboiy:
The most useless girls in life are in benin city


just go play housd ohkoro thiz night


Na now day break

wanted to reply you in the way and manner you deserved but on checking your personal text & profile, I reserve my comment. Enjoy the attention boy!

YemziAdez:


I did this countless times. Other days I enjoyed the most were convocation and matriculation days. Two days following the end of these ceremonies, I still dey warm jollof rice and meat dey go.

In the end we still comot with 1.1.

my boss no be only you o, from matriculation date √ to Convention date √ and inaugural lectures.

Lizzysamuel:
Still in the spirit of Easter celebration, some UNIBEN girls in hall 2 were pictured this afternoon dragging and quarrelling over a pot of rice.

The students who contributed for the cooking, were allowed to sit of the slab, while those that didn't, were told to sit on the floor.

Watch the video
https://zenithnaija.com/uniben-babes-celebrate-easter-in-style-photos/

Headquarters of lesbianism

Hall 3 block C.omo community food that year