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Larryfly: none of una even pity for the boy wey dey smell the thing

Free: hell yea , _{i know}


[sub]screw those who say height dnt
tehehehehe

whiteroses: See as him dey hol her bobby like say na coins

Temismith: Na do MƐ I do U̶̲̥̅̊ na

tha_originator: LMAO!




So hin na prayer warrior abi?

GeneralJ: NO my brother, please praay for me, i need serious prayers, thanks a lot in advance ehhnn pray a lot, also pray for this lady that want to put picture of her breast on internet, also pray for the sheeps and goats that have been cooked up for sallah, and in advance for the ones that will be cooked up during christmas and also the chickes too, prayer my brother pray pray pray

lola.luv:
Dami was seeing a movie when Carl came in with two of his colleagues.

After pleasantries, she got the food and set the table before retreating into the bedroom, leaving the men in the living room.

I'll be in the room, she informed Carl quietly before leaving, not noticing the other men who eyed her curiously.

Carl, my man. Damn! Abe swallowed a morsel and picked at a piece of tripe, nodding contentedly as he chewed. Your girl can cook!

Bolarinwa nodded vigorously, cheeks bulging as he chewed on tender meat stewed to perfection.

Carl nodded, a cold smile on his lips. He ate disinterestedly, eyes cold as ice pebbles, hard and glinty.

Later, stomachs comfortably distended with good food and toothpicks perched at precarious corners of satisfied mouths, they chatted affably.

You're in heaven, man, Bolarinwa stated, belching into the back of his hand. I envy you. Where did you get such a respectful, well-brought up girl?

Abe nodded and smiled as his stomach rumbled in testament to her cooking prowess.

Where did I get her? Carl queried before breaking into fitful laughter which the others joined. He stopped suddenly and looked at them, one and then the other. He lowered his voice conspiratorily.

You don't get girls like this anymore. You make them!

Huh? Abe was frowning, like someone who had been confronted with a concept he didn't understand.

Tell me more, Bolarinwa cajoled. I need this, abeg!

Yeah, do tell us more, Abe added. Because we know there aren't factories where you preorder girls with tailor made specifications!

Carl lounged back and stared at them for a moment. Abe stared back, puzzled, while Bolarinwa had a look of open interest.

How do you tame a wild horse, Carl asked suddenly. Do you know?

Bolarinwa shook his head.

I think you tame a wild horse when you are able to ride on its back without it throwing you off, Abe answered. I'm not sure though. I think I read that off a Western novel...Why do you ask?

You'll understand, Carl answered.

But you have jumped some to the middle stage. You have to capture the horse first of all and make it feel at ease.

lertee: Real ladies don't think this way. It is only the hungry lazy ones that have this mentality.

carujmonella: The profession of being broke freaks girls out the most.. They will dump you more than a hot coal

Idowuogbo: Forget which phone? Big boy kini? Earn which yeye bragging rite? Omo make una liv talk joor!

Maga Animashawun aka Mugunyemi,collect ur phone ooo! U mustu collect am! If u no need d phone, sell am con use d money buy ya mama o jabo ko fo bulletproof lomo. U dey hia me so?

Justeenaleo: 1.after service call her aside,tell her ur cellphone battery is dead nd dat u need hers to make a call,
2.once she gives it to u,take it and move
3,dont even bother giving her back her sim,
4.burn d sim if u can (sweet revenge)
On the other hand,if u r scared of carrying out these steps...just sell ur techno...add a little money and buy her an IPAD

190-the-clown:


Rotfl


When u hear me say NIGERIAN GIRLS let me hear you say Uh hun uh hun

Ph€€z¥L££:
&where are all his first class colleagues back then in skul? O.B.O , keep gbagaun jhoor!

Fynestboi: whats wrong with his signature

am talkin: Pls how do i stop laughing?

BushyA55.Banger:
Some people are so annoying. I just loathe pretenders and hypocrites.
@op, evrynight, 3 rounds

toyorsiii: pls who's maheeda, is she a celeb or waht