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(folds hands and shrugs) if this is true, I'l be on stand-by watching when this would be thrown out of the house. Africans have difficulties with this kinda laws. |
Hmm. Op have hope before you look up@ the rope. If cheeseball made it thru all these years, then noreous can resurface. You never can tell. But you can tell if you hold that noose over your head. Norus ko nero ni! ![]()
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AudreyTimms:you dont fancy concertos/acappella? (narrows eyes) |
(bows to pray) O Lord (beads of sweat appears on his forehead) Lord give me the PATIENCE AND WINSDOM to teach her at Bravo-G or Kuwait field when the time comes. ![]() she may however come an expert o. Amin! Seing uncle gbenga nagging instead of his wife...mehn!! Cos she speeds instead of braking..... Egetasebee! |
begwong:fephew! |
Uchmandanfodio and sebak!!! I caught you blue-handed. Say something@ least. Your guy needs it!! Il appreciate. ![]() |
JigsawKillah:guess now? ![]() |
charijee:great. I wont lie i need some break. But thats after this month. How are things at your place? ![]() |
CONTINUATION =============================== The morning assembly was done lackadaisically as the expectations of all students was focussed on arriving at the field. Some delayed coming to the school, others craftily strayed around the field and stayed in shadows expecting a convenient time to mingle unnoticed when the time arrived. The fact that they've been cautioned had little or no effect on them. Louis was seen sitting with his teammates. They bonded fast and exchanges ideas on how to make the day worthwhile and better than the previous one. Their opponents were students of Global Excellence College. This time however, the senior boys would start proceedings instead of the junior team. "Come around boys" the Games Prefect ordered as they rallied about him. He instructed them on working as a team and avoiding unnecessary brawls if they didnt receive passes. Louis walked up the stairs when he felt drenched by water from above. He cried out angrily and looked at the perpetrator, only to discover it was Elizabeth. She laughed despite her classmate restraining her. Louis looked on angrily. "Come on, just wanted to see you son." She finally admitted. Reluctantly he went to the hall and stood still frowning. He wasnt that angry, but he felt he needed to take advantage of facial messages to make her uncomfortable, which it did, as she apologized. He sat down and smiled. "How about...? "My brother! Is that why you drenched me? He's back in school." Louis cut in slyishly. "Louis! " she exclaimed. "I have a game today. I dont want to get angry. But you almost did. I guess you'l punish me if i did?" "You dare not! Dont try it Louis" she snapped. "Aha, the look on your face when its done would be costly. Cant wait to lie in wait." He concluded. "Hmm, just think of what my mates would do if they caught you." "So you'l wait for them to devour me? I see." he nodded. "Hope you're ready for...." "I should be asking you that." Louis said as he bounced his back on the wall repeatedly. "These snacks you're eating, i hope we are safe during game-on?" "Sure." Just then the bell rang and the whole school rushed to prepare heading to the Constanto. There was a surprise however, the senior boys were provided soccer boots! The juniors watched on hopefully and expected they would be granted the same. They left for the field in batches. ---------------------------------------------------- At a bar in one of the city's exotic Hotels, Mr Ibe sipped away at his bottle of beer. He repeatedly looked at his wristwatch, perhaps he was expecting a visitor. How he was able to still be walking around was more like a testimony, despite evidences of his threat calls to Mr Ojemba. It sure paid to have long legs in every aspect of the society. A tall fellow in dark googles, hands in pockets, navy blue suit entered and viewed the bar. He sighted Mr Ibe and headed towards him. Mr Ibe felt a strong hand on his shoulder and turned. He shoved aside the hand and offered the tall man a seat. "Why try to frighten me?" "It for fun, and you keep falling for it everytime. If only our colleagues know that. Perhaps you would have been a dead man by now." the tall man crossed his legs and ordered for some juice. This annoyed Mr Ibe who expected his visitor to settle for something stronger. The tall man scoffed in return. "So..... How far about this cash? Any news. I heard you went as far as dissecting a family because of this. You still have a month, so why the desperate turn of events? Mr Odion asked, for that was his name. "O.D! It doesnt matter, desperate measures are needed. I cant imagine you sitting down and watching like a spectator when you have a six figure debt on your head." he sipped his beer, and studied his bottle absentmindedly. "Hmm. You involved the 'men in black' or is it blue! Keep it up, i might need your services if you arent convicted by any magistrate in a few weeks." "I can take care of myself O.D! This would be over in Three days at worst. So calm down, your boss' dough would be ready. Such an impatient f00l!" Odion watched his 'business partner' as he sipped away at his juice. This man surely knew his onions. He drank the last drop of his juice and exited the Hotel Premises. He watched about him for any stalker before entering his vehicle and drove off. He however didnt see a fellow dressed in a dandogo holding some newspapers. Who he was remained unresolved! Song: 9ice- Street Credibility |
AudreyTimms:(sniff decemberness in the air) we'l all take a necessary 'holiday' soon, dont worry. (whispers) are you a fan of handel or hadyn? |
snowprince07:many will have 'faith' now and go and continue to add to roadside-dom(kiosking, mini-container shops, tarpaulin) and shanties we have at every junctions, corner, etc. Egetasebee! ![]() |
AudreyTimms: that means the record still stands. Many just doze off in comfort when its on play@ concerts. Though not as bad as Enya's.Hope youre cool? How was your buildup to this workshop? (she exhales) |
My mind is suspicious of what is sweeping across the media world, kinda similar and like a chain-reaction. #ETT# |
RIP. I hope stressing the brain isnt going to show on the forensic report! Hmm |
What can i say? Powede ,celestine. But their non-make-up pix il love to see. Seeing Banner reminds me of football age! ![]() |
AfricanApple: you spoken already. Modification is available. (waltz outta thread) |
Happy Birthday to you Cdamsel. WYLLNP!! |
AfricanApple:hmm. Nt all actually. Thats why i love statistics to make a point. (emphasis on 'Nt all') ![]() |
Another of the millions of cases regarding MISPLACED VALUES. ![]() |
MizMyColi:lol im here. Yeah here. (looks about to ascertain destination) |
miztola:thanks ![]() |
charijee:hi chari. Thanks alot. How have you been? |
Missmossy:lol.its been quite stressful. Need a long rest! But im fine.(looks round) hmm I smell Christmas. |
I saw 'on your marks' two hours after charging and coming. What did i miss. (sees some guys sitting round a fire passing slabs of smoked/grilled beef round as they laugh like in the days of Long John Silver) |
Missmossy:lol how u doing? Hope youre good. (shakes her) oh u want a hug? Okay come over...... ![]()
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(enters in concerto master's suit divided at the back like kirk franklin's. Takes a bow and picks up wand from table. @ the click of a finger, a hidden wall gives way to a concerto band equipped with clarinets, trombones, OBOE, triangle, trumpets, saxos, violins and whatever is good for orchestral bewilderment. Waves hands as band stimulates the airwaves with a piece of Beethoven. It ends on a high) Thank you! (sits at piano) my fellow writers. Heres a song for y'all. ......( test runs piano, as band kicks in with support. In high baritonic accent) As we go on, we remember, all the times we, had together and as our lives change, and whatever, we will STILL BE.... FRIENDS FOREVERRRRRR........ (Stands to exit after applause, but floodlights refuse to off) omo make this guy off this thing nah (runs)One Love. (comes back as Dave) |
Dygeasy:im thinking of a collabo. Your lecture just reignited that. (salutes with two fingers) |
(enters feeling heavenly like a concerto choir inspire) we are the champions! Die besten, die meister, le grand equippes.... The Championnnnnssss! Hi yall |
LogoDWhiz: but that dance part in d classroom? With aamir khan aka ranchoddas |
lalasticlala:chai! Erm..... Il rather let someone else suggest for me, cos i cant really say Callbackers/corporate cautioners- they read through the posts of an argumentative Op and pick out the lines which are not right. Derailers have like 6categories under it. Hmm! (resumes beard smooching. Jots a thing or two) il appreciate any1 that can just (emphasis on 'just') try to categorize me. (restarts wright brothers plane and takes off) |
HFOG:a few moments... Lets meet at MizMy.Coli's forte, so we dont derail with rough suggestions. (flies off) |
Thanks alot Fatalveli. Infact i'm.......... Im touched. We all need this kind everyday. Thanks ![]() |
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