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All these children wey comot from Nigeria go dey play rough play with water abroad I no understand una o Before una pack kaya run comot from house because country hard, una no sabi water. But when una reach obodo oyibo una wan feel among the oyibo dem begin go dey play rough play... Haba.... Rest well son... I wish your loved ones the strength to meander through this difficult time. |
This is the original #revolutionnow No be that noise wey some people go dey make online.... The violent are already taking it by force. Time no dey to check time. |
Different tori everyday.... Na una sabi jare Spin doctors |
anonimi:I pity you.. |
Una kukuma look alike, only say the Cindy na still virgin for skin. |
No be today...e don tey Enemies of state |
Lol.. That Khafi wey do mouth like ice fish own (onu azu) Cho cho cho cho cho |
Petroleum Ministry dey learn work for the kind money wey dis Fowl man dey control |
Tejiriseth: ![]() |
She couldn't truly hide her deception and stupidity. |
DelphiOracle:She go go look for whiteman to marry... |
This is a very good and detailed reportage. Thank God it wasn't done by any of the yeye bloggers on here. But I'm very sure they'd copy and remix it with their bombastic English soon before worrying their heads with it. There is sure to be a reprisal attack on the guy used to set him up including his family. |
Even the man still dey vex for am.. Accumulated anger.. |
Make dem come back house. Na corn and pear season plus groundnut we dey. No be by force to stay another man land. |
Make dem come house abeg if outside reject dem. Na by force to visit person...? |
Too bad to see how dude got reckless to wasting himself. |
That cleaner na pikin wey witch born for armed robber...haba how human being go wicked get this kind bad mouth. Na this kind woman suppose be this government spokesperson. The Madam Ph.D. no know say dem no dey sell or teach sense for school? Good for her... |
healthserve:Lol Marriage na school wey nobody don ever graduate from. Will touch on this topic tomorrow. I feel so sorry for op. She's been blackmailed and having her mind/head messed with deliberately by a narcissist. It's a mind game. |
Make the onlookers kukuma go defiant on am too by defying his calls for help. This is how low even the seat of government has descended since the present government chose an slowpoke as a minister for the FCT. Funny enough, he has been re-appointed to continue his ineptitude in office. |
Beautiful heart and soul. God bless you Salah on this Sallah day and may your legs never get too heavy to keep playing and scoring goals. Well done Pharaoh |
Hmmm...na wa ooo This one na poem, rap or rhyme. What a gregarious coincidences Rest on man |
What a life.... After all the struggle and trying to live up to the world's standards at the end, life's true owner has a different plan. I don stop to dey wahala myself jare...just taking it one day at a time, sharing love as much as I can when I can and hoping for the best while waiting for my time. He who created me already has it all figured out...will just allow him take control and steer the ship he has designed. Make man no go use him own hand dey distort him life in a bid to living up to the Joneses. Farewell bro... |
No chance of survival...probably was riding without a helmet. Gruesome and a sad end... Rest on.. |
Wow....what a beautiful death. I'm proud of you BEDC...you guys came through this time when you were needed the most. Up NEPAAA |
Garbage Shehu as usual... |
A housewife of 20 years with no money of her own or job to keep her afloat, found that her husband had been cheating with a young secretary at his job. His long days, weekend appointments, and business trips were all a sham, and she found out. He didn’t know she knew, and she kept up the appearance of ignorance for weeks. His next “business trip” was coming up. He’d be spending two weeks in the Caribbean. The wife knew this would be her time to act. She pulled the end caps of the curtain rods off and stuffed them with expired shrimp. She then replaced the end caps, calmly packed her bags, and walked away. But not before turning off the air conditioner, because it would be wasteful to keep an empty house cool. She called her husband while he was safely away in the island paradise, and let him know she knew everything. She’d packed her bags and left the house, and when he returned all he needed to do was sign the divorce papers. He returned immediately, tanned secretary in tow, but found his home empty. He met his wife at a hotel, lawyer present, and signed the divorce papers. In the agreements, he was surprised to see that she wasn’t asking for the house. “Oh no, dear, you keep the house. Move your secretary in, for all I care! I don’t need all that square footage to myself.” He was also surprised to see she wasn’t after his savings, business enterprises, or stocks. “Darling, what would I do with all that responsibility? I couldn’t possibly manage it all like you can.” All she was asking for was a monthly alimony check. He thought she must be an idiot to pass up all the opportunity she had to take him to the cleaners for his money. So he happily obliged her. He swiftly moved his mistress in to the home. A few days went by, and the husband called the wife. “Did you smell anything weird when you left?” “Oh heavens, no! I made sure to clean the house well before I left it!” A few days later, he called her again. “Are you sure, absolutely sure, there isn’t another garbage can her, or something rotten in the fridge that you left behind?” “Absolutely sure, dear, I was thorough as can be!” It got to the point that he and his mistress couldn’t stand it any longer, and called in a professional cleaning company. It was rather costly to have the entire house cleaned, but they couldn’t bear that smell another moment so they happily forked over the money. But the smell remained. They called in a renovation company to search inside the walls for dead rodents, and in the process got all new drywall and paint throughout the house. But the smell remained. They called in a plumber and a flooring company and got each and every pipe checked, and in the process got a whole new system and brand new floorboards in every room of the house. But the smell remained. It was a long shot, but the husband suspected it may be something from the yard leaching its way into the house. So he called in a landscaping company and had the whole thing dug up. They re-landscaped after they found nothing causing the smell in the yard, either. It was like a whole new house at this point, completely updated with all new drywall, paint, plumbing, appliances, flooring, and yard. The husband bled money for a solution. But the smell was driving them absolutely insane. Finally, they just decided they’d never find the source of the odor and decided to just move out and sell the house. They put it on the market for its updated value— several million dollars. They had some initial interest, but anyone who came to view it would quickly change their minds and leave. So they lowered the price. Just one million. There were many more interested buyers now, but as soon as they’d set foot in the house to view it, again, they would turn heel and walk away. The man and his mistress were so desperate now to be rid of the stinky house that they lowered the price drastically to only a few hundred thousand, a tiny fraction of its worth. They were getting desperate. He couldn’t sleep because he was haunted by the smell. His mistress was nagging and whining constantly about it. He was dumping thousands and thousands into this home and just couldn’t get rid of that damned smell. Finally, an offer came in on the house. The buyer wanted to purchase it sight-unseen. It was a bit of a low-ball offer, but so desperate was the husband to get rid of the property that he accepted the deal immediately. On moving day, a familiar-looking car pulled up to the home. The wife got out, and approached the house that she now owned. The husband and his mistress passed her on the walkway. “What are you doing here?” “Oh, me? Darling, I bought the house!” Thinking she must not know what she’s getting into, the mistress happily handed over the keys and shuffled the husband down the walkway toward their car. They left all the furniture in the home, and only brought their clothes with them. In a flash they were gone. The wife watched them drive away, miserable and destitute and homeless, and walked into her stinky home. A few minutes later she walked back out carrying the curtain rods. She deposited them in the trash and ordered new ones to be delivered the next day. And she lived happily ever after. |
Hmmm |
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Na my African traditional marriage rites concern me. Wetin concern this negro with oyibo wedding culture... I no even reason am one day since dem born me... |
After the Salah effizy wey una go don budget hugely for, the poor pawn of soldiers go climb their sick beds back to go dey nurse their wounds. Dem tell una say na food be their problem? Even the Boko Haram ragtag armies are better taken care of. |
Cmanforall:Lol..walahi E go be our DSS for eye like magic. Everybody wey go dey that hospital down to the gate na Iranian intelligence officers. Wetin Nigerian government go do....nothing as usual... |
Innocent baby.... Bobbi terrorist in training... |
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