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Lovingtime rushed outside saying, I can't stand this anymore. Ofego went after her. Come and eat your food na, it will get cold o. Outside, he held her and asked, Where are you going? Home! She said. Why? He asked. You brought me here to humiliate me. I told you to take me to a fast food joint and you brought me here to this shrine calling it a fast food joint aren't you ashamed of yourself?
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She started talking, Ofego you are stupid, you are a village man, you are an uncivilized cow, is this is ice cream? This is yoghurt! You don't even know the difference between a yoghurt and an ice cream and you call yourself a man. Are they not all the same, if you don't want to lick, give it back to me. Just because I bought an appertizer for you before the main event which is the fast food ice cream, you are insulting me, I don't blame you, it's the love that I have for you I blame.
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My wife was about giving birth, she was in deep pain but the baby was not forthcoming, the pain was severe. I felt for her and together, we inquired from the doctor if there was a way that the pain could be limited.
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On getting to a Police checkpoint, a police officer pulled over a driver and informed him that he has just won 100,000 Naira in the on-going Road Safety competition because he is wearing his seatbelt. What are you going to do with the prize money? The Officer asked.
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I'm not going, come and drag me. Jessie said, and walked away. Okay! Ofego said, while Mummy stared. Later in the day, Ofego was outside with his friend Toothpick who came visiting. He was named Toothpick cause when he was born the only food in their house was toothpick and everybody used it to drive away hunger. Ofego, how is the Christmas going to be na? He asked.
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I was driving through a lonely road around Benin axis, when suddenly, my car started overheating, I stopped, came down, and it caught fire. I started screaming and crying for help.
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THE MAN IN THE BUS
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The driver revved the engine. Once. Twice. Then, pretended as if he was about moving off. It was all bluff. Drivers did it to prevent passengers already in the bus from getting too impatient and to make passengers yet to board to hurry up. The “conductor” screamed out stops on the route calling out to passengers to board. “Enter with your ‘change’ oo!!!” was a constant refrain in his calling out chorus. Passengers trickled in. It was not rush hour this Saturday evening and driver and conductor were in concerted agreement that they’d only move forward when the bus filled up. Two passengers had noted that they had already spent too much time at one spot with the second one advising the driver to move as the bus stood a better chance getting filled up in the junctions up the road. It fell on deaf ears.

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I had some annoyingly mad friends in school….Abraham and Oritshaewanomi… Pause, you probably know em as A_Cube and Shaw nowadays…*Shrugs* Funnily, we weren’t buddies in school, at least not like we soon became. We share few things in common; Craze, brains (When we wanna show it), and then errr… craziness. Oh that one again. So when A_ Cube sent me an invite to a bbm group, I needed no soothsayer to tell me Kiwi will be there, I went “Hell yeah”. Soccer group… urrg, well, why not? Joined and mingled (Piece of cake)…I got to know the other group members and their craziness in little time and then there were the ‘over-serious’ ones as expected. There was one in particular that was a good “game”. Being a group tagged “Soccer and Bants”, I couldn’t resist the latter part of the title; this particular girl made it too easy.
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Paul raised his eyes from the book he was reading to look around the sitting room as the neighbour’s generating set came on. The standing fan still rotated. And the indicator on the extension box for the TV and decoder plugs still glowed red. There was still power being supplied. “Why won’t this man just pay his electricity bill like everyone and at least save some of the fuel money for other things?” he thought to himself. Adding, “And allow us some peace during the day?” “Is that from ‘Iron Man’s’ house?” Paul’s mum asked from the kitchen.
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MINDING THE NEIGHBOUR’S BUSINESS
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Paul raised his eyes from the book he was reading to look around the sitting room as the neighbour’s generating set came on. The standing fan still rotated. And the indicator on the extension box for the TV and decoder plugs still glowed red. There was still power being supplied. “Why won’t this man just pay his electricity bill like everyone and at least save some of the fuel money for other things?” he thought to himself. Adding, “And allow us some peace during the day?” “Is that from ‘Iron Man’s’ house?” Paul’s mum asked from the kitchen.
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It was a cold Saturday evening. I had left Jhena’s house and was heading back home. The place was getting dark and the overhead clouds were threatening rain. I had gotten to the junction and was waiting for a cab but none seemed to be coming around. It was about 5:45pm and I needed to get home and iron my clothes for Sunday service. My phone had gone off due to low battery and I wasn’t sure if there was enough fuel in the generator. These and other thoughts were going through my mind when a Toyota Rav4 parked in front of me.

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A friend was dating a girl who would always hurt his feelings. One day, she broke up with him and stormed out of the house. Three months later, she had a change of heart.

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Bomboy was sharing food and drinks to the people that attended his mother's funeral.

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