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But wait o what did that man tie on his chin like that

Hmmmmmm

Why did you sleep with her in the first place if you know you cannot marry her? Mtcheeww

I make the best masa in Benin City. If you want some hit my DM let's talk business

adonainana:
Very balanced business especially for people or people who can formulate thier own chicken themselves

The commercial al feed sellers are greedy and work as a cartel

Maize grows inside the ground for free, and a lot of things used in making chicken feed

Once a poultry farmer hacks the above and starts making his feed for free then you will make bastard money

Feed especially new hope costs about 24k now

Anyway I developed a chicken feed that uses purely organic materials and bye products and it’s extremely proteinous for the birds

Message me and I can share it with anyone interested

My feed costs 10,000 naira per 25kg bag

Meanwhile the commercial feeds costs minimum on average 25k per 25kg bag

How many weeks will they eat your feed to attain an average weight of 2kg?

Kingsleystunner:
Please don’t know why my boiler all of a suddenly he stop walking and became cripple

D other one did d same thing and died immediately

But one is still alive but not walking

What might be d cause and please I need solution

How old are they?
What type of feed are you giving them, is it starter, grower or finisher?

pocohantas:
Thank you! I don't think any sensible lady would do this as there is no study to back this post up. Neither does raw observation buttress it.

Knowing the values some of the guys who have agreed to this post hold on marriage and women, I will gladly give my girl child education just so they won't marry her.

Poco always making sense. It's so sad how the average Nigerian man thinks its just so sad.

folake4u:
THANK YOUUUU 💖😘.

People think I'm crazy when I say tapping man's ass is sweet. I like it especially when he becomes shy or runs away from me, it gingers me to pursue him till I tap it.

Woman wey sabi.

✌✌

GloriousGbola:
Men with cake endorse this message

folake4u:
Lmao 😆😂 the thing sweet sha.

Very very sweet my husbands ass has suffered in my hand sha, I tap it a lot sometimes he sees me and run and guess what I pursue him till I tap it. So I support you Folake4u

Truly women are endangered species.

TrustNone:
hi I arrived Benin.
I'll be here for a week.
Can we meet?

Oh hi just seeing this, sadly I will have to decline meeting you. Thank You

tensazangetsu20:
Can Nigeria survive this man tinubu? How would Nigeria be like after 8 years of tinubu rule?

Its 10:40 pm I'm sitting in front of my system trying to work but I can't stop thinking about the same thing, different thoughts running through my mind. tinubu is a failure and anyone who supports him and his policies is worse than a mad man.

LocalFARMERS:
The way things dey expensive for Benin ehn. Lagos and PH is cheaper than Benin

In all honesty Benin has no reason to be expensive considering the fact that it's not really producing much compared to the other states you mentioned.

LocalFARMERS:
Let me suprise you. Do you know that, somethings that are mostly produced in South are still cheaper in the North?

Yes like fufu aka Santana in Benin. In Kaduna fufu is so cheap, but when I came to Benin I saw the small thing they were selling for #100 and I was shocked considering the fact that they have plenty cassava. See ehn people in the south una dey suffer abeg no vex 😁

Rapmoney:
31. A man selling mummies in Egypt, 1875.

Wowww interesting let me read up on this.

Liquid metal as per indaboski??

See the evil LGBTQ has brought upon humanity, ordinary friendship between two women is now been mistaken for gay relationship hmm so pathetic.

imustsaymymindo:
Be grateful man, that this happened to you early at 32, where you can still pick up your life and move on.

Even if you didn't make the mistakes you made now, you would lose that money much later in higher volumes due to the volatility and the nature of investment and by that time you may be too old to recover.

The problem you had that made you make those mistakes is the same problem you are having with learning tech. You have to build. It is better to make habits than achieve goals.

If you lose 20kg of weight through whatever means in a week, even by surgery, there is a high probability for you to gain it back. But if you lose 1kg every month consistently i.e. 20kg in 20 months, you would have imbibed some habits rather than reaching a goal. Imagine you were taking out just 30 minutes every day since June 2023 last year, learning the tech skill (if this is what is sustainable for you to be consistent), imagine how much knowledge you'd have by now.

I understand this could have been a result of the baby loss and you just wanted to make some huge money that'd take you out of depression and give you a quick high. But you need to stop chasing the quick high and build. Learn to use pain to your advantage.

The brain likes the familiar. So if you wonder why Yahooo boys e.g. make so much money and end up in the mud? It's because that amount of money made is unfamiliar to their brains. So the first thing the brain does unconsciously is to reduce that money to how much the brain is familiar with or thinks it can manage. Just like it was until you got to your last property of 18m before you realized how much damage you have done and how needed change is.

Habits trick the brain. So even when the unexpected happens such as a child loss. Those habits would have become:
1. Involuntary
2. Convenient to do through pain.

It's also good you did not travel yet. This kind of event fortifies you ahead. So that when you eventually travel with the credit lifestyle, and debt culture over there, you are more experienced.

Also, you are not doing badly. Either you have property of 18 million naira or 70 million naira. Either way, it doesn't mean you have your life figured out. The key is to have an abundance mentality with whatever you have atm that it is enough to make you do greater exploits. A 70 million naira in hand with little/no skills is a time bomb waiting to explode compared to an 18 million naira in the hands of a skillful individual. In Cubana's voice: _{Money na water}.

I know it's hard to choose consistency over quick results in the world we live in these days. Even I as well, try to use generative AI to solve all my life problems at once these days. But the more I try, the more I recognize the role of consistent learning.

Wow wise words

AdisaMighty:
I ate mother and child

Lol enjoy.

Kobojunkiee:
The masses are ever distracted in this Nigeria.

True, we have a lot of things distracting us.

Clueless people in government, it's just so heartbreaking that the masses get to suffer for this lack of direction.

I graduated at the age of 19 I did a four year course so it is very very possible

I love to see women win.

othermen:
The sun-baked soil of Africa was a distant memory for the young girl, Bidemi, as she stepped off the bus and onto the unfamiliar pavement of her new home. Her father, Deolu, had worked tirelessly to bring their family to this new land, seeking a brighter future for his daughter. With a mix of excitement and trepidation, Bidemi clutched her father's hand as they made their way to their new apartment.

As they settled into their new life, Deola’s dedication to Bidemi’s education only grew stronger. He labored long hours to ensure she had the best possible chance at success, and his hard work paid off when Bidemi was accepted into a local elementary school.

At first, Bidemi struggled to adjust to the unfamiliar customs and expectations of her new school. In Ibadan, children were taught to respect their elders with silence and obedience. But here, her classmates seemed to have an unspoken freedom to express themselves, even to the point of telling adults to "shut up." Bidemi watched in awe as her peers confidently asserted themselves, and she began to wonder why she couldn't do the same.

As the days turned into weeks, Bidemi’s newfound confidence grew. She started to speak up in class, sharing her thoughts and ideas with her teacher and classmates. But with this newfound freedom came a reckoning. One evening, as they sat down to dinner, Bidemi complained about the meal, saying she was tired of eggs and wanted chicken instead. Then, she was tired of yoghurt and wanted Sobo. Deolu, taken aback by her assertiveness, scolded her for her attitude. But Bidemi, fueled by her newfound sense of self, shot back, "Shut up, Daddy!"

The slap that followed sent shockwaves through their small apartment. Bidemi’s eyes welled up with tears as she retreated to her room, her heart heavy with regret. But the damage was done. The teacher noticed Bidemi’s unusual silence the next day and, after hearing the story, immediately contacted child services.

The days that followed were a blur for Ogbeni Deolu. He lost his joy, his mind and his ability to work as he struggled to come to terms with the consequences of his actions. The courts deemed him unfit to care for Bidemi, and she was taken into protective custody. Deolu’s world crumbled around him as he realized he might never be with his beloved daughter again.

Two long years passed, and Deolu’s once-strong spirit was broken. He perished, a shadow of the man he once was, his heart forever scarred by the loss of his daughter and the life they once shared.

In the two years that passed, the Child services contacted Deolu, informing him that Bidemi was doing well in her new foster home and that he could have supervised visits with her. Initially overjoyed, Deolu eagerly agreed, hoping to rebuild their relationship.

However, when Deolu was finally reunited with Bidemi, he was met with a stranger. The vibrant, curious girl he once knew was now a confident, self-assured young woman who seemed to have moved on from his love. Bidemi was polite but distant, and Deolu’s heart sank as he realized she had formed strong bonds with her new family.

As the visits continued, Deolu struggled to connect with the daughter he once knew so intimately. Bidemi’s new family had become her rock, and she seemed to prefer their company to his. The pain of this realization was almost too much for Deolu to bear.

Helping Abidemi recover, her new foster family
provided her with mental health support and she began therapy. Her therapist helped her uncover the deep-seated effects of the beatings she received as a child in Ibadan, and that it had profoundly impacted her mental health and might affect her own disposition and tolerance for abusive relationships.

As Bidemi worked through her trauma, she began to recognize the abusive patterns in her relationship with her father, Deolu. It was just the slap, but the more her foster family made her watch Nigerian movies on YouTube and saw the way parents corporally punished their children in Africa, the more she adopted the children’s pain and hated her father.

With the newfound understanding, Abidemi spoke out about the abusive relationship she had with her father, sharing her story with everyone around her. While this was a liberating experience for Bidemi, it further drove Deolu to madness. He never used a cane on Abidemi in Ibadan.

No one would have Deolu and so he descended further into a dark abyss of denial and anger. He gave a statement calling his Abidemi a liar. It seemed to him, that the dearth of his daughter’s love was not enough, now, Abidemi would also take the love he could gain from elsewhere, for standing with him seemed like standing against Abidemi. This was the source of the rejection of his community and why he sought to publicly rebuke her.

It was just a slap, but Abidemi spoke at length about the abusive relationship. It was an excuse for her inadequacies, and a source of livelihood for her and her foster family. As she spoke, Deolu’s reputation got further tarnished, and he was shunned and his descent into madness was sealed. It was his village people, he wrongly said.


As Bidemi shared her experience with the world, the foster family who had taken her in were the center of attention. They were hailed as heroes for providing a safe haven for Bidemi and for supporting her in speaking out against her father's abuse. They reaped rewards, received donations and funding for their "noble" work, and their nonprofit organization grew exponentially.

Bidemi’s mental health fraying under the pressure of constantly reliving her trauma, didn’t matter. the foster family's priorities was clear. They were more invested in keeping the spotlight on themselves and the cause than in ensuring Bidemi’s well-being.

Her mental health was an insignificant cost and they told her, the suffering she experienced was a necessary sacrifice for the greater good – to raise awareness and bring an end to abuse.

Bidemi condition worsened, and when the madness that took her father had consumed her too. She yearned for Deolu, her father, but no one heard her.

In the absence of no shoulder to lean on, Bidemi became reliant on substances to cope. It could dull her pain, ease her regret.

In the obituary, published after her suicide, the foster family made sure to mention she was a fighter who eventually succumbed to her father’s abuse.

Hmmmm deep and thought provoking

Lawly:
I have a fiance that I have already proposed to and we are planning on getting married this September. But I noticed that she won't let me touch her before marriage which I think she was just trying to maintain her standard. I also noticed that she doesn't like coming to my place to help me do anything. As a matter of fact, she has never helped me do anything in my house. She has never cooked for me in my house, she has never helped me clean the house, she has never washed my clothes etc. Rather, she stormed my house one very early morning and woke me up just to drag me that I have not been spending money the way she wants on her. I was pissed off and told her that she too has not been satisfied any of my expectations to determine whether she's a marriageable type. She kept quiet and gave me incognito mode for a whole month only for her to return back this time around to resume her attitude of demanding. My last born brother however has been living with me and does all those works for me and doesn't give me stress at all. Instead, she's insisting that when we get married she doesn't want him around in my house. I also noticed that she's doesn't want people around me. She wants herself alone to handle anyone she finds in my life like my family members, friends etc. I tested her one day by asking her for 1k to pay for sth urgent and she quickly knocked it off and diverted topic. I lost my job since last year August and has been doing tailoring job to survive and she's very much aware. Now, I notice that anytime she comes to my house, she comes with lists of demands she writes on paper I must do for her. Sometimes I might work late into the night just to meet my financial target and that's exactly when she wants to see me. And if I take longer time that night to see her, she gets angry and when I still see her that night, it's always fresh sets of demands.

My mind has been telling me a lot of things. But am confused whether it's just me thinking out of point or something else or am blind. I have made commitments towards settling down with her and have even seen her people. I don't know what to do especially on the fact that my people have given me ultimatum that I must marry a woman this year.

Two of you deserve each other. You want a househelp and she wants a spender so you spend on her she does your chores. But honestly what do you guys discuss during courtship I mean no business goals, family goals etc it is well o

Kobojunkie:
Nigerians are being paid $45.01 slave wages per month by their government.

Sooo sad

AdisaMighty:
I ate mother and child

Yes you did

AdisaMighty:
Cleared immigrations and all. Done with my strange combination of chicken and eggs breakfast the indomine cafe (on a low carb diet).

You have answered the questions which one comes first the chicken or the egg? While ask when I can have both lol

Konquest:
Those look very inviting for the taste buds and colorful. It'll be nice to taste that down the road.

Is it known known interchangeably as Masa and Waina by the Hausa folks?

Trust me masa is very nice when made right and yes it can be called either waina or masa.

Konquest:
I just saw this, I was actually gonna ask you for the recipe and best way to make this in my last post. Nice info.

Thanks. Enjoy