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Worst decision in a decade from a company like PAN What brand will the be importing? |
Refs are getting senile!! Stone wall pen!! BTW, someone help me out, where is Bosingwa!! |
chelseabmw:. . . . . don't tell me u don't know 190? I won't regale you his car search tales!!! |
Peeps Been busy all day. . . just got to pop in!! Was i surprised at the loss? No but was at the scoreline. Had to watch the match delayed. . . . we just have to give Everton credit for being good on a day. I think Fergie wanting to sharpen the attack also backfired. Whatever the case, lets look ahead. Losses were bound to come. They took advantage of the mistakes we made. . . something ordinarily we woulda gotten away with just like tuesday against Milan be that as it may, lets see how we bounce back against Westham and also hope we nick the CC come sunday!! ONE UNITED!! At least there is something to talk about!!! |
chaloo: hmmmmm. . . . . . . .where was i dulling myself?! Goodluck dude. . . . .anything less than wedding invitation is. . . . . . to me!! |
help viperman and sell a car and get a commission Does this also apply to me? I have a client. . . infact i should be calling you. . . .where's my phone!! |
Waoh. . . .interesting!! This is al so exciting. . . . . i wanna see how this one ends!! Who;s gonna give me a wedding card? Chaloo or Ladybird!!! ![]() |
Una don start again? Wetin we do una? |
dominique:Who said we are enemies with George Best? As far as am concerned, Arsenal was being buried with that coffin at the Emirates at that!! |
dominique:rotflmao!!! Madam wetin United fans do una? can't u see we were burying ou enemies!! Abi na ur bobo dey that coffin? |
MrCrackles:. . . . . .five and half season without any trophy. . . i had better be in dept with a trophy laden cabinet!! . . . . .than a dusty, termite infested cabinet, creaking for five year of disuse!! ![]() |
[quote author=~Sauron~ link=topic=398858.msg5523506#msg5523506 date=1266321443]Only the top 4 clubs don't support it. If the 16 others do, the play-off rule might go through cos you need only 70%.[/quote]That do be injustice at the highest order as i heard 14 out of 20 is neede to make it a law. Thats like opening a back door for those outta the top four to come in!! Where were they when the season started? Who would want to play another 3 -4 matches at the end of a season? Abeg they had better shelve this plan joo!! |
realistically, i can only envisage for a draw here!! Sansiro has not always been a great ground for us. . . .so our best result is a scored draw or worse case scenario, we lose by a goal margin!!! But we should boot Milan out!! Chic2pimp Abeg predict something. . . .no dey try hide ya fear in the name of not boasting!! ![]() |
Jafour:. . .they are coming. . . . not the type that priced 2.1 ooo!!!! Great price. . . . i couldn't believe my eyes seeing a 2009 Camry for 3m!! But i know better now. . . .happy sales!! BTW, if i get a customer nko? |
jalether:. . . .sorry dude, we don't deal with Poor club like yours. we are talking about Citeh. . . . . Arab Money!!!! So shuu off with ur poor arse of a club!!! Infact, i am calling Fergie now, we are raising the asking price to £150M!! Sho like ee!! |
tkb417:. . . . . . . . . . .i can bet we are not getting the service we paid for!! Dude was not on the plane to Milan. Same as Ando and Giggs!!! So if Citeh's got the dough, they should come around!!! http://news.bbc.co.uk/sport2/hi/football/europe/8515983.stm |
. . . .prophets of doom. . . . . . but i can't wait to watch them lick them vomit. . . .un apres l'autre!!! |
But if Nigerians were not unfamiliar with reports of migrants drowning in makeshift boats in the Mediterranean or of ugly footages of human cargoes deposited at airports in yet another mass deportation, tales of execution in transit countries were a totally new dimension to the horrifying migrant story. Juliet Okoro was reported to have been convicted of murder. “Tell me, who did my daughter kill? What is the name of the man?” Madam Emeagwu asked, again to no one in particular. She took a seat under a guava tree outside her house. Someone had gone in to announce the presence of the visitor. At first the woman had relayed her disposition not to see any guest. Told that the visitor had come all the way from Lagos to the village, Isieke in Anambra State, she had no doubt what had brought him. Almost immediately, she wanted to know if the visitor was a government official and if there was anything he could do to help her daughter. |
But if Nigerians were not unfamiliar with reports of migrants drowning in makeshift boats in the Mediterranean or of ugly footages of human cargoes deposited at airports in yet another mass deportation, tales of execution in transit countries were a totally new dimension to the horrifying migrant story. Juliet Okoro was reported to have been convicted of murder. “Tell me, who did my daughter kill? What is the name of the man?” Madam Emeagwu asked, again to no one in particular. She took a seat under a guava tree outside her house. Someone had gone in to announce the presence of the visitor. At first the woman had relayed her disposition not to see any guest. Told that the visitor had come all the way from Lagos to the village, Isieke in Anambra State, she had no doubt what had brought him. Almost immediately, she wanted to know if the visitor was a government official and if there was anything he could do to help her daughter. It was heartbreaking having no words to comfort her. For years she had believed her daughter was in Europe, possibly in America. She had never heard of a country called Libya. Her teenage nephew, who by now had abandoned the cassava chips he was preparing for lunch, had explained she had been in bed sick ever since the family received the bad news. The last time anyone heard from Juliet was in 2000. Choosing his words carefully, this reporter announced that he was a journalist travelling to the country where Juliet was being held in prison. The journalist also told Madam Emegwu that the Libyan government had suspended the executions of more Nigerians on death row pending the final determination of a case against Libya by a Non-Governmental Organisation, Social Economic Rights and Accountability Project (SERAP), before the African Commission on Human and People’s Rights in Banjul, The Gambia. The woman appeared to digest this piece of information. Her eyes blurred, yet tears failed her. “They said there was no murder…” Her voice trailed off. The encounter was coming to an emotional end, unexpectedly infecting the reporter’s companion and interpreter. By this time, two other women had joined the gathering. They come almost every evening to join Madam Emegwu in prayers. A Nigerian deportee from Libya, Angus Emenike, who spent eleven months in Jawazat detention centre in Tripoli in 2007, had told this reporter about Juliet Okoro and where he could find her family. Finally pulling herself together, the old woman pleaded to write a letter to a daughter she had not seen in ten years and whose Ibo name was Obianuju. The interpreter did the writing, a family photograph was attached and the envelope handed over to the reporter. |
I saw this on The Sun website and thought it wise to share Beware though, some of the analogies are gory. The story is also long but very captivating and engaing I didn't know Sun Newspapers could do such a nice job. . . . .pls fulfill your intellectual craving!! Nice write up. . . . . . . . . . . http://sunnewsonline.com/webpages/news/national/2010/jan/05/national-05-01-2010-31.htm For 37 days, Investigative Reporter, EMMANUEL MAYAH, travelled a total of 4,318 kilometres across seven countries and the Sahara desert in the company of illegal African migrants on their way to Europe. From Nigeria to Benin Republic, Togo, Burkina Faso, Mali, Niger and finally Libya, he survived to tell the story of human traffickers, sex slavery in transit camps, starvation, desert bandits, arduous toil in a salt mine, cruel thirst and deaths in the hot desert. Tuesday, January 5, 2010 It is a long-distance suicide, yet most travelers realize it only when it is too late. Just as they say in eastern Nigeria, the road to hell is hardly narrow. It was difficult to say how many times a day this proverb rang in the head of the old woman as she emerged with uncertain steps out of her house. For a minute she hesitated; not just to measure the visitor but to squint at the midday sun as though imploring it not to be too harsh on her. Looking grief-stricken, though with a gait that betrayed genteel elegance, she muttered a few apologies to no one in particular and said something about malaria. But everyone knew the problem was much more. Indeed, life had never been the same since news reached Madam Emeagwu that her daughter was on death row in Libya. Since July 2009, Nigerians were still reeling from the aftershock of the news that twenty Nigerians, including one Juliet Okoro, were awaiting the hangman in Libyan prisons. Three women, including Glory Paul-Amanze and Juliet Okoro were among the twenty Nigerians sentenced to death in the North Africa country for offences ranging from murder, drug, armed robbery and immigration offences. Every year, thousands of sub-Saharan migrants, mostly Nigerians, set out on an often perilous journey across the desert to Libya from where they hope to slip into Europe for greener pasture. |
Fhemmmy:More than u can think. . . i was listening to him on Amanpour and was scandalised how shameless a man can be because of power I bet Christine Amanpour would be laughing at him. . . cos the way he cut him off was embarassing!! Seun:My sentiments exactly. . . . i won't celebrate until i confirm this news!! |
Too good to be true. . . . but will confirm sha!! |
[quote author=~Borat~ link=topic=374223.msg5479827#msg5479827 date=1265719750]All i need is for Dunne to break rooney's leg. . . You can have the bloody 3 points who cares? [/quote]. . . . just that? I bet you another person will take over this scoring boots!!!. . . . btw way, who says ur team won't be visited with double your wish for us? |
Fhemmmy:The Chief of Auto Dealers. . . . Na U get this hand!!! Thanks for the comment, we shall do our best to service our clients with quality rides at affordable rates Thats a bye bye to greedy dealers!!! |
The problems of Nigeria are not regional. . . . every region suffers poverty!! hence a regional or non-regional party will NEVER solve our political divisions!!! Lets pray for a sincere heart amongst our politicians!!! Thats just the little we can do to help this nation grow!!! |
can someone pls help smack Aondokaa backside for not being able to protect his oga's seat? |
. . . . any biggie about that? Once ina while, u fall in love with just that one person that shakes the whole you!!! When she leaves. . . . .u are bound to lose some liquid in ur tear gland!!! |
DaMrThomas:. . . . bought indeed. . . .can u give the description of the place you bought the said car? I am in V/I and want to run a check!!!! Fhemmy Watch out for this guy and pay no heed. . . . i hope u saw the initial alarm raised!!! Its no kids play!!! |
. . . . . . .and here he comes again scaring away greedy dealers with his cheap rides a 2005 EOD for N2m? Pls if u got the money abeg rush am ooo But Viper, that instrument cluster is for a 2007 camry and not the EOD Pls rectify asap!!! Clean ride and should sell fast!! |
People. . , i bet you won't want to miss this engaging, captivating but long story Pls read more here For 37 days, Investigative Reporter, EMMANUEL MAYAH, travelled a total of 4,318 kilometres across seven countries and the Sahara desert in the company of illegal African migrants on their way to Europe. From Nigeria to Benin Republic, Togo, Burkina Faso, Mali, Niger and finally Libya, he survived to tell the story of human traffickers, sex slavery in transit camps, starvation, desert bandits, arduous toil in a salt mine, cruel thirst and deaths in the hot desert. It is a long-distance suicide, yet most travelers realize it only when it is too late. Just as they say in eastern Nigeria, the road to hell is hardly narrow. It was difficult to say how many times a day this proverb rang in the head of the old woman as she emerged with uncertain steps out of her house. For a minute she hesitated; not just to measure the visitor but to squint at the midday sun as though imploring it not to be too harsh on her. Looking grief-stricken, though with a gait that betrayed genteel elegance, she muttered a few apologies to no one in particular and said something about malaria. But everyone knew the problem was much more. Indeed, life had never been the same since news reached Madam Emeagwu that her daughter was on death row in Libya. Since July 2009, Nigerians were still reeling from the aftershock of the news that twenty Nigerians, including one Juliet Okoro, were awaiting the hangman in Libyan prisons. Three women, including Glory Paul-Amanze and Juliet Okoro were among the twenty Nigerians sentenced to death in the North Africa country for offences ranging from murder, drug, armed robbery and immigration offences. Every year, thousands of sub-Saharan migrants, mostly Nigerians, set out on an often perilous journey across the desert to Libya from where they hope to slip into Europe for greener pasture. But if Nigerians were not unfamiliar with reports of migrants drowning in makeshift boats in the Mediterranean or of ugly footages of human cargoes deposited at airports in yet another mass deportation, tales of execution in transit countries were a totally new dimension to the horrifying migrant story. Juliet Okoro was reported to have been convicted of murder. “Tell me, who did my daughter kill? What is the name of the man?” Madam Emeagwu asked, again to no one in particular. She took a seat under a guava tree outside her house. Someone had gone in to announce the presence of the visitor. At first the woman had relayed her disposition not to see any guest. Told that the visitor had come all the way from Lagos to the village, Isieke in Anambra State, she had no doubt what had brought him. Almost immediately, she wanted to know if the visitor was a government official and if there was anything he could do to help her daughter. It was heartbreaking having no words to comfort her. For years she had believed her daughter was in Europe, possibly in America. She had never heard of a country called Libya. Her teenage nephew, who by now had abandoned the cassava chips he was preparing for lunch, had explained she had been in bed sick ever since the family received the bad news. The last time anyone heard from Juliet was in 2000. Choosing his words carefully, this reporter announced that he was a journalist travelling to the country where Juliet was being held in prison. The journalist also told Madam Emegwu that the Libyan government had suspended the executions of more Nigerians on death row pending the final determination of a case against Libya by a Non-Governmental Organisation, Social Economic Rights and Accountability Project (SERAP), before the African Commission on Human and People’s Rights in Banjul, The Gambia. The woman appeared to digest this piece of information. Her eyes blurred, yet tears failed her. “They said there was no murder…” Her voice trailed off. The encounter was coming to an emotional end, unexpectedly infecting the reporter’s companion and interpreter. By this time, two other women had joined the gathering. They come almost every evening to join Madam Emegwu in prayers. A Nigerian deportee from Libya, Angus Emenike, who spent eleven months in Jawazat detention centre in Tripoli in 2007, had told this reporter about Juliet Okoro and where he could find her family. Finally pulling herself together, the old woman pleaded to write a letter to a daughter she had not seen in ten years and whose Ibo name was Obianuju. The interpreter did the writing, a family photograph was attached and the envelope handed over to the reporter. More here. . . . http://www.sunnewsonline.com/webpages/news/national/2010/jan/05/national-05-01-2010-31.htm |
People, i saw this on The Sun and decided to share. . . . Be wary though, its very long But captivating, engaging and good journalism by the author. . . i salute the Author's Courage and Determination Though he didn't finish the journey due to ill health. . . .all the same, satisfy your intellectual craving. . . . . For 37 days, Investigative Reporter, EMMANUEL MAYAH, travelled a total of 4,318 kilometres across seven countries and the Sahara desert in the company of illegal African migrants on their way to Europe. From Nigeria to Benin Republic, Togo, Burkina Faso, Mali, Niger and finally Libya, he survived to tell the story of human traffickers, sex slavery in transit camps, starvation, desert bandits, arduous toil in a salt mine, cruel thirst and deaths in the hot desert. It is a long-distance suicide, yet most travelers realize it only when it is too late. Just as they say in eastern Nigeria, the road to hell is hardly narrow. It was difficult to say how many times a day this proverb rang in the head of the old woman as she emerged with uncertain steps out of her house. For a minute she hesitated; not just to measure the visitor but to squint at the midday sun as though imploring it not to be too harsh on her. Looking grief-stricken, though with a gait that betrayed genteel elegance, she muttered a few apologies to no one in particular and said something about malaria. But everyone knew the problem was much more. Indeed, life had never been the same since news reached Madam Emeagwu that her daughter was on death row in Libya. Since July 2009, Nigerians were still reeling from the aftershock of the news that twenty Nigerians, including one Juliet Okoro, were awaiting the hangman in Libyan prisons. Three women, including Glory Paul-Amanze and Juliet Okoro were among the twenty Nigerians sentenced to death in the North Africa country for offences ranging from murder, drug, armed robbery and immigration offences. Every year, thousands of sub-Saharan migrants, mostly Nigerians, set out on an often perilous journey across the desert to Libya from where they hope to slip into Europe for greener pasture. But if Nigerians were not unfamiliar with reports of migrants drowning in makeshift boats in the Mediterranean or of ugly footages of human cargoes deposited at airports in yet another mass deportation, tales of execution in transit countries were a totally new dimension to the horrifying migrant story. Juliet Okoro was reported to have been convicted of murder. “Tell me, who did my daughter kill? What is the name of the man?” Madam Emeagwu asked, again to no one in particular. She took a seat under a guava tree outside her house. Someone had gone in to announce the presence of the visitor. At first the woman had relayed her disposition not to see any guest. Told that the visitor had come all the way from Lagos to the village, Isieke in Anambra State, she had no doubt what had brought him. Almost immediately, she wanted to know if the visitor was a government official and if there was anything he could do to help her daughter. It was heartbreaking having no words to comfort her. For years she had believed her daughter was in Europe, possibly in America. She had never heard of a country called Libya. Her teenage nephew, who by now had abandoned the cassava chips he was preparing for lunch, had explained she had been in bed sick ever since the family received the bad news. The last time anyone heard from Juliet was in 2000. Choosing his words carefully, this reporter announced that he was a journalist travelling to the country where Juliet was being held in prison. The journalist also told Madam Emegwu that the Libyan government had suspended the executions of more Nigerians on death row pending the final determination of a case against Libya by a Non-Governmental Organisation, Social Economic Rights and Accountability Project (SERAP), before the African Commission on Human and People’s Rights in Banjul, The Gambia. more . . . . . http://www.sunnewsonline.com/webpages/news/national/2010/jan/05/national-05-01-2010-31.htm |
dyabman: not again. . . . .paraga this early morning? |
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