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kobe

as usual

ever gloomy,

lol

u too have gone mushy over story

what is the most touching part of the story to you?

igbobi aint meant for us


ap

no problem

you too

[quote author=Dr. Dre link=topic=71027.msg1370347#msg1370347 date=1186588751]Yea, 3 number combo would be nice for this crime [/quote]dre you too

Emad:
see me trouble
he is saving 25 naira in order to save to buy a car of 500 000 naira
which kind talk be that

lol

i still dont agree with you

but am impressed

half expected you to flare up

as regards my rejoiner to your initial writeup earlier

consider your wish granted

but note











i dont do salts*********

so you wld lo that

yeah

pardon me (oops) my use of that  slang

wont it be tight if you cld meet a guy like that ,

if you were the guy

would you have?

Emad:
i think that he is a stingy guy
take note of this, a boy who does not mind other people paying for he and his girl friend's food in a classy
restaurant is a stingy guy he should be able to save once in a while and buy youu food from the good restaurant,

change him now
if this continues it will be too late when you get married

typical female response

the guy has to be stingy,

he cant be saving for a car or a home?

woe betide any broke man who dates a woman like you

wendymanda:
Good for you. I never said I have a problem with non virgins. I just said if I am going to wait then who ever I am with should have known that patience is a virtue. You might like experience when it comes to sex. I like a diseaseless person, if I marry a virgin I don't have to worry whether or not he might have something. When I say virgin I mean to the fullest extent; no kissing, no MouthAction, anal sex or anything of such nature. He should be like a monk that left the monastery. When I say clueless together I mean absolutely clueless, like a caveman seeing fire for the first time.
Take it however you will

funny enuff

only the first part of the post was directed at you

the rest was to the thread, please dont get testy on me

moreso a virgin doesnt mean lack of disease

An Amazing Love Story

He met her at a party. She was so outstanding, many guys chasing after her, while he so normal, nobody paid
Attention to him.
At the end of the party, he invited her to have coffee with him, she was surprised, but due to being polite, she promised. They sat in a nice coffee
Shop, he was too nervous to say anything, she felt uncomfortable, she thought, please; let me go home, suddenly he asked the waiter.
"Would you please give me some salt? I'd like to put it in my coffee."
Everybody stared at him, so strange! His face turned red, but still, he put the salt in his coffee and drank it.

She asked him curiously; why you have this hobby? He replied: "when I was a little boy, I was living near the sea, I like playing in the sea, and I could
Feel the taste of the sea, just like the taste of the salty coffee. Now every time I have the salty coffee, I always think of my childhood, think of my
Hometown, I miss my hometown so much, I miss my parents who are still living there". While saying that tears filled his eyes. She was deeply touched.

That's his true feeling, from the bottom of his heart. A man who can tell out his homesickness, he must be a man who loves home, cares about home, has
Responsibility of home.
Then she also started to speak, spoke about her faraway hometown, her childhood, her family. That was a really nice talk, also a beautiful
beginning of their story.

They continued to date. She found that actually he was a man who meets all her demands; he had tolerance, was kind hearted, warm, careful. He was such
A good person but she almost missed him! Thanks to his salty coffee!
Then the story was just like every beautiful love story, the princess married to the prince, and then they were living the happy life, And, every
Time she made coffee for him; she put some salt in the coffee, as she knew that's the way he liked it.

After 40 years, he passed away, left her a letter which said: "My dearest, please forgive me, forgive my whole life lie. This was the only lie I said
To you---the salty coffee.
Remember the first time we dated? I was so nervous at that time, actually I wanted some sugar, but I said salt. It was hard for me to change
So I just went ahead.I never thought that could be the start of our communication! I tried to tell you the truth many times in my life, but I
Was too afraid to do that, as I have promised not to lie to you for anything,
Now I'm dying, I afraid of nothing so I tell you the truth: I don't like the salty coffee, what a strange bad taste, But I have had the salty
Coffee for my whole life!



Since I knew you, I never feel sorry for anything I do for you.
Having you with me is my biggest happiness for my whole life. If I can live for the second time, still want to know you and have you for my
Whole life, even though I have to drink the salty coffee again".
Her tears made the letter totally wet.Someday, someone asked her: what's the taste of salty coffee?
It's sweet. She replied.


isnt that so sweet,

Bolarge:
I hope it's a really long sentence.lol

now i know my friends

i know the dude

overpriced mutha fucker

he has two suzukis , one a slingshot 600cc

and a 750 cc yamaha

and that wasnt what i was talking about

i was talking about seeing your bike

yeah i stay in lagos , ogba actually

[quote][/quote]Sounds like you will do exactly the same thing to your wife!


i dont have to be a genuis


to understand certain mind dispositions


for the record am not married

which brings me to this ,


Pls always lend a helping hand.




As I walked down the busy footpath, knowing I was late for an important meeting, my eye fell upon one of those unfortunate, homeless vagabonds that are found in every city these days.

Wearing what can only be describes as rags, carrying every worldly possesion in two plastic bags, my heart was touched by this person' s condition.

Some people turned to stare. Others quickly looked away as if the sight would somehow contaminate them.

Recalling some long ago Sunday School admonition to "care for the sick, feed the hungry and clothe the naked,"

I was moved by some powerful inner urge to reach out to this unfortunate person.

Yes, where some people saw only rags, I saw a hidden beauty.

A small voice inside my head called out,

"Reach out, reach out!"



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My court case has been set for the end of the month.