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Blake755:Really, exactly what are they teaching? How to read and write? How to brush your teeth How to count 1 to 3 Even mama nkechi pickin when never see the four corners of skul...dey do all that. |
Fbi indictment |
Michael662:You mean like this guy psalmz when scam a nairalander. WITH this same format. https://www.nairaland.com/6740260/beware-ordeal-psalmz https://www.nairaland.com/6740260/beware-ordeal-psalmz |
gstelly:Go download kanayo kanayo movie |
poxid:where number? do you accept wese90 as escrow? |
Athemisia:Shut up the analysis, and let op continue with the story. |
ashatoda:Shut up with your analysis, just fem and enjoy the " fictional" story. |
Simp assx nigga. Leave that hôe, let her be. |
CHAPTER TWO HER THOUGHTS Kpra kpra kpra.... my touchlight begin ring, on a Friday afternoon, I fit say na my senior broda them, when I dey run errands for like to go buy kpoli or ck ... I check the number, na one of my guy who made it out of the street dey call. Me: hello Bakka: affa OG, come meet me for Mama kemute backyard, Me : okay, I dey come Hearing this, I quickly picked my shirt, because I nor wan dull, bakka fit chop finish then he go discharge. The distance from my house to mama kemute backyard is the ending of my street junction, so I had to trekked in that hotsun, on getting there, see crowd,yahoo boys full everywhere, boys and girls, keke rider's all trying to get a full plate of mama kemute banga soup n starch. I come dey observe weda I go see bakka, he was out of sight, so I sat down on an empty chair trying to dial his number, within secs a young posh boy approach my table, sat down, his girlfriend also sat, left with one of him guy standing ( its just 3 chair in The table) Yahoo boy: affa, make my chairman sit down. I nor talk, weda na my gentle face dey confuse am I nor know.. continue pressing my phone. The guy repeated the word again, but this time come touch me, na once I head-butted his face_ kpo. see blood. The one standing was shocked, he reacted with a punch on my chest..I immediately grabbed the iron cup on the table , looking to stab any of them with it, then I was held back by some men. Omo see blood don full everywhere, the guy was bleeding so fast, people start to ask wetin happened, I narrated my own side of the story. Some toke sides with them, say nor be say I dey chop, I suppose get up for them.... yahoo boys Begin start to dey rake, say matter never finish, say I go hear from them.. Na once bakka show face............. |
chatinent:Don't take it personal, I just felt I should school you a little bit. Don't mistake redpillers with narcissist. Am out
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chatinent:You got no logic bro... what you Simps fight for, is pûcsy, breast and yansh.... plus fine face... and tight toto. What we redpillers fight for, is balancing this world to how it ought to be. You mistake redpillers, with narcissist, psychological ailments and all. Do your research next time. We don't hate this female folks. We are not toxic toward this female folks. Instead we remember them, we are of a different gender, the higher gender...the man. |
. An alpha gentleman.
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chatinent:The white man really fûcked with you all, funny enough the white men are trying to retrace their steps. Days of our fore father's, they were not gentlemen, They were lions, they hunt tigers, leopards, while their wives are at home, doing chores, cooking and the rest. (Noticed I said wives, not wife) Then, they fought and wrestle themselves, just to show the people who is stronger, while the maidens admire them secretly. Have you ever heard our fore father's fought for a woman just to have her as a wife...but this days you see simps like yourself... worshiping this females...with gifts.... raising them above the world. What a wasted generation. Fela said, I nor be gentleman at all o, I be african man original.. The thing is redpillers are trying to fix our manosphere, what this white folks did to our african culture. They ridiculed our culture, our society at large. Too bad simps like you can't realise that yet. here is a simp, begging a girl I saved as a hóe in my contacts, (she is, trust me) to find him a wife..... since he can't have her
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chatinent:If you've really gotten close to Redpillers, you know what they all about. They is a difference between been a red pilled man and narcist... you guys are just getting it all wrong, thinking they hate women... no they don't. Redpill don't teaches you to beat your wife if she refused to cook Instead redpill teaches you from the onset to be an alpha, so that your wife can't even have that mind not to cook. Redpill is self improvement, seeing the society filled with Simps, rape allegations towards men. Gender bias treatment,....go to kuje, thousands of men are there, what ABOUT the female's folk don't them commit crimes? See mah. A girl has (769 simps at her back) vs the word A boy has (no one) vs the world. And we are trying to fix that shit, because some years from now, the future might really be female. Am out. |
chatinent:Redpill is not hate towards the female gender, it's self awareness, mindset building of this simp society system, that originated from the western word. Men are born to lead, Women are meant to follow. That's how it has always been. |
chatinent:You sure so? You fit withstand wetin dey come now. Let me forward this thread to our headquarters.
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Mr adviser, redpillers are coming
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daharry:2 by two hnm |
Yes, why won't they find it hard to believe, because the full area don hear my scores, as a street tout, did I mention I was tied and flogged back in November 2011 by community youths, just because of 5 seed of white chair, when I Roger for one chief burial, then sold it the next day to kelebete, ayon kwadem just for #500 all. I get mind shey? I don already programm am, say I go use the #500 take go arshawol quarter, 30 minutes later I begin hear noise. Area boy 1: Keno Me: bros, how it be Area boy 2 : na you sell this chair give this aboki bah. (At this point in time, I couldn't deny it because it never too tey, and na only that money dey my pocket) Area boy 1: your cup don full today, shey you nor hear when Dc chairman, announce am say those people when dey thief chair for party if them catch them....na steady drilling. Omo, my liver cut, that day when them do the announcement, I been nor dey around....but I hear onos mention am. kpa!!.. na wetin I hear from back of my head, area boy 3 don tear me slap. Before I see them don dey drag me dey go front of Abaga cartel, slaps just dey pour from different location, both people when get me for mind before, just dey surface., bros the okporoko tying them give me that day, changed my thinking.....made me even more hardened I became more active in the street life. So tell me, why would a rich mummy's pet decide to fall for me. |
CHAPTER ONE THE PAIN over the years, have learnt to understand, it's survival of the fittest, no parents no elder siblings to put me on the right path so I had to steal Sometimes to survive. affa na, onos how it dey be, omo alarm dey stone me o, onos: today na market day, you nor know say you go carry wheelbarrow make you go carry load for effurun market. me: obob, I say I dey h, I nor chop sleep yesterday night, onos: why you nor come mount me yesterday evening... small soup dey pot before...na Force I force myself eat am me: I just tire, eh.. eh, that xpress music (nokia phone he stole) obob you don hail am? onos: hahaha, na that one you put mind shey, make you nor go reason wetin you want chop o. after the back and forth with him we laughed it off, life as a teenager then I was about 20, I decided to leave him to go back home, since I knew about the phone, no how, he must use something touch my hand, when buyer surface. went home, saw my uncle preparing for work, old boy is one of this motor Transit workers, which I won't mention... though we've always had our differences, but I respect him at least he nor drive me enter street.....his wife I can relate with very well, an understandable woman so I always try to maintain my lane... make I nor push pass my limit. i don't bother them for food, since they know I do feed myself, they don't really care, but most times when I nor get...I got voice am out...had to wait make my uncle comoth house.... before I told her, she smile always have that soft spot for me, though some time's her head dey touch, is it because am young and quite handsome, lanky with a clean set of teeth, or the way I shy, when relating with her...I heard her one day discussing with neighbors that I can shy for africa, which they find it hard to believe. |
hardcore warri slangs, if you nor understand just quote me. Shey you know say we got disguise..(make kpo kpo nor knock my door) Criticism are welcome....real name's....real places...reality. |
All rights reserved. @2021. my first storyline, reality mixed with fiction, respect to all the working boys out there. Disclaimer: nothing here should be taken personal Sars officials, Dss, interpol, fbi seu.n back off Rated 18 introduction: my name is kennedy buh call me keno, I attended urhobo college secondary school, born and bred in the street of warri, waff city..from a poor family background, am itshekiri by tribe, ogbijor water side..back then I still remember how me and my guys go trek for hot sun, before school close because we won gather money take buy new palm, that's to tell you how things hard for myside. i lived with my uncle, mom ran away when I was 3years old till today I never still see her, my papa had to to take new wife, from neighbor turn wife..... the woman treated me bad,my dad saw it for peace to reign had to dump me in warri, since 2006, he relocated to ph, last I heard him don get several kids. staying with my uncle had to do several illicit acts to survive, some I was caught, some I was not, but the flog community gave me 2011 still dey my mind, and here goes my story............................. |
. Will update chapter 2, when I see comments on this thread. |
Yes, why won't they find it hard to believe, because the full area don hear my scores, as a street tout, did I mention I was tied and flogged back in November 2011 by community youths, just because of 5 seed of white chair, when I Roger for one chief burial, then sold it the next day to kelebete, ayon kwadem just for #500 all. I get mind shey? I don already programm am, say I go use the #500 take go arshawol quarter, 30 minutes later I begin hear noise. Area boy 1: Keno Me: bros, how it be Area boy 2 : na you sell this chair give this aboki bah. (At this point in time, I couldn't deny it because it never too tey, and na only that money dey my pocket) Area boy 1: your cup don full today, shey you nor hear when Dc chairman, announce am say those people when dey thief chair for party if them catch them....na steady drilling. Omo, my liver cut, that day when them do the announcement, I been nor dey around....but I hear onos mention am. kpa!!.. na wetin I hear from back of my head, area boy 3 don tear me slap. Before I see them don dey drag me dey go front of Abaga cartel, slaps just dey pour from different location, both people when get me for mind before, just dey surface., bros the okporoko tying them give me that day, changed my thinking.....made me even more hardened I became more active in the street life. Memories I can never forget. So tell me, why would a rich mummy's pet decide to fall for me. |
CHAPTER ONE THE PAIN over the years, have learnt to understand, it's survival of the fittest, no parents no elder siblings to put me on the right path so I had to steal Sometimes to survive. affa na, onos how it dey be, omo alarm dey stone me o, onos: today na market day, you nor know say you go carry wheelbarrow make you go carry load for effurun market. me: obob, I say I dey h, I nor chop sleep yesterday night, onos: why you nor come mount me yesterday evening... small soup dey pot before...na Force I force myself eat am me: I just tire, eh.. eh, that xpress music (nokia phone he stole) obob you don hail am? onos: hahaha, na that one you put mind shey, make you nor go reason wetin you want chop o. after the back and forth with him we laughed it off, life as a teenager, I decided to leave him to go back home, since I knew about the phone, no how, he must use something touch my hand, when buyer surface. went home, saw my uncle preparing for work, old boy is one of this motor Transit workers, which I won't mention... though we've always had our differences, but I respect him at least he nor drive me enter street.....his wife I can relate with very well, an understandable woman so I always try to maintain my lane... make I nor push pass my limit. i don't bother them for food, since they know I do feed myself, they don't really care, but most times when I nor get...I got voice am out...had to wait make my uncle comoth house.... before I told her, she smile always have that soft spot for me, though some time's her head dey touch, is it because am young and quite handsome, lanky with a clean set of teeth, or the way I shy, when relating with her...I heard her one day discussing with neighbors that I can shy for africa, which they find it hard to believe. |
hardcore warri slangs, if you nor understand just quote me. Shey you know say we got disguise.(make kpor kpor nor knock my door. Criticism are welcome....real name's....real places...reality. |
All rights reserved. @2021. my first storyline, reality mixed with fictions, respect to all the working boys out there. Disclaimer: nothing here should be taken personal Sars officials, Dss, interpol, fbi seu.n back off Rated 18 introduction: my name is kennedy buh call me keno,am 20yrs old, I attended urhobo college secondary school, born and bred in the street of warri, waff city..from a poor family background, am itshekiri/ijaw by tribe, ogbijor water side..back then I still remember how me and my guys go trek for hot sun, before school close because we won gather money take buy new palm, that's to tell you how things hard for myside. i lived with my uncle, mom ran away when I was 3years old till today I never still see her, my papa had to to take new wife, from neighbor turn wife..... the woman treated me bad,my dad saw it for peace to reign had to dump me in warri, since 2006, he relocated to ph, last I heard him don get several kids. staying with my uncle had to do several illicit acts to survive, some I was caught, some I was not, but the flog community gave me 2011 still dey my mind, and here goes my story............................. |
Coolgent:he likely a sîmp nigga |
Bitchiamjay:The way you talk about love, certain you a simp nigga. Called ya girl yet?.. she ain't ready to go bro, cus mine seem bigger" |
This one don pass 60..na just politicians years |
frankbonus:olofofo |
