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One Armed Man: I've been looking for you for 8 months. Whenever I should have had a gun in my right hand, I thought of you. Now I find you in exactly the position that suits me. I had lots of time to learn to shoot with my left.

[Tuco kills him with a hidden gun]
Tuco: When you have to shoot, shoot. Don't talk.

Having a child is not a mistake. Its a blessing.

ImaIma1:
You can marry her as long as you love her. She is no different from a lot of girls that don't have children. The difference is that she had the child rather than committing abortion.

Her having a child doesn't make her loose. Everyone makes mistakes.

You talk about vengeance. Is vengeance going to bring your son back to you or my boy to me? I forgo the vengeance of my son. But my youngest son had to leave this country because of this Sollozzo business. So now I have to make arrangements to bring him back safely cleared of all these false charges. But I’m a superstitious man. And if some unlucky accident should befall him, if he should be shot in the head by a police officer, or if should hang himself in his jail cell, or if he’s struck by a bolt of lightning… then I’m going to blame some of the people in this room… and that, I do not forgive. But, that aside, let say that I swear, on the souls of my grandchildren, that I will not be the one to break the peace we have made here today.

QueenSuccubus:



Ppol are wicked sha..Some fans are really crazzzy to the extent they will do such outrageous stuffs like pulling the hair, pinching, kissing their icon suddenly or even snatch the jewelries...

Well, Beyonce was being smacked on her ass while performing on the stage.

Wacko Jacko always has this experience everywhere he goes #GodBlessTheKingOfPop #RIPMJ

Vandorra is bae in this competition

goldbim:
Really?I hope he helps her clean up when she poos as well??maybe he just did it out of respect/pity.something like umbrella carrying should be a personal task.I could be wrong tho as Nigerians love to get the last worth of their money from their staff

Not only Nigerians, I was watching French President Manuel Macron on TV some days back with his entourage. The only black man in that entourage was the one carrying his umbrella and he was smilling. #EPainMeNoBeSmall

Such a Sweet Message :
Baby mosquito came back after its first flying experience... His Dad asked him, "How did U feel?"
He replied "It was wonderful Daddy... All humans clapped hands for me!"
Moral :- Life is Beautiful, it depends on our *"way of thinking"*....

On the long run, girls/ladies are trouble.
The best way to get over a bad habit, is to make another one.
Better still call her and explain how you feel, she's prolly feeling the same way too but pride will not make her contact you first. Be the bigger person and apologize.
#YouDon'tKnowWhatYouHaveUntilYouLooseIt.

alterego17:
OP u can tank mi later...leave all doze disease prone Baddo slayed henz sitez etc...set up Ur linkleden profile n meet hardworking career sweet young gurls u could take 2 mama in a jiffy...

You smart

I don't wanna know-Mario Winans ft. P.Diddy

I recall my first time with a condom, I was 16 or so. I went in to buy a packet of condoms at the pharmacy. There was this beautiful woman behind the counter, and she could see that I was new at it. She handed me the package and asked if I knew how to wear one. I honestly answered, ‘No, this is my first time.’

So she unwrapped the package, took one out and slipped it over her thumb. She cautioned me to make sure it was on tight and secure. I apparently still looked confused. So, she looked all around the store to see if it was empty. It was empty.

‘Just a minute,’ she said, and walked to the door, and locked it. Taking my hand, she led me into the back room, unbuttoned her blouse and removed it. She unhooked her bra and laid it aside. ‘Do these excite you?’ She asked.

Well, I was so dumb-struck that all I could do was nod my head. She then said it was time to slip the condom on. As I was slipping it on, she dropped her skirt, removed her panties and lay down on a desk.

‘Well, come on’, she said, ‘We don’t have much time.’ So I climbed on her. It was so wonderful, that unfortunately, I could no longer hold back and KAPOWWWWWWWW, I was done within a few moments.

She looked at me with a bit of a frown. ‘Did you put that condom on?’ she asked.

I said, ‘I sure did,’ and held up my thumb to show her.

She fainted.”

Hitch, Madagascar, Mr. Incredible, cloudy with a chance of raining meatballs, Shrek, xxx2....

glossy6:
I don't think it's right for landlords not to pay utility bills, I for one pay my utility bills as a standard to the tenants

Your siggie is sick

One of the illest remix on my playlist since 2010
Waka Flacka Flame ft. Diddy, Rick Ross and Gucci Mane

"O Let's Do It (Remix)"
(feat. Diddy, Rick Ross, Gucci Mane)

{Ooh, L-Don}

[Intro: Diddy (Rick Ross) {Gucci Mane}]
(Real niggaz) {Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah...}
Ayo, ayo Waka (Boss!) {BURR!!}
(Free Gucci!) {GUUCI!} Y'all ain't expect me to f@#k wit this one
I see you, boy (Let's turn the temperature up on these niggaz again, nigga)
Y'all must've forgot, I started this sh#t
Yeah, check this out
THIS -- IS -- THE REMIX

[Diddy - Verse 1]
I got my billions up, f@#kin with dem white folks
Now I don't give a f@#k, 'cause I'm richer than dem white folks
Lamborghini trucks, y'all ain't even seen it yet
Bought me Teterboro just to Diddy bop and land my jet (Ahhhhhh-OWWWWW!!!!!)
I'm-I'm hustlin out of Harlem, Paulie Castellano (Don't stop)
Bitch, I am a problem, I just bought the Delano (That's right)
Pimpin in my convo, bitches come in combos
Pictures of Christopher on my wall all in my condo
I don't f@#k with fake hoes! All I touch is J-Lo's
All I drink is my sh#t, Ciroc by the case load (Let's go!)
Movies is my next sh#t, two mil on my necklace
Bad Boy - 80 million motherf@#kin records!
(BITCH!!!)

[Rick Ross - Verse 2]
I f@#ked my money up... I bought another Rolls Royce
to pick my homies up... my top back like "Oh boy"
Step yo' game up... You ridin nigga, hold on
I switched the game up.. One stack that's for the whole zone
That's thirty-six a kilo, BITCH, I think I'm Nino
BITCH, I think I'm Scarface, BITCH, I'm Al Pacino
Flippin my lil' C-notes, painted my new Benzo
Took my bitch to Red Lobster, I cain't feed no friends, hoe!
Bitch, I'm on my high horse, jewels I rock I die for
'cause that sh#t that I bought, shoot yo' @ss that's my fault
Bitch, I'm on this asphalt, money makin be the thing
Bitch, I'm on my last straw, them choppers always do the thing

[Chorus 2X]
YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH~!
O let's doooooo it
Hey - o let's doooooo it
Hey - o let's doooooo it
YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH~!
Drug dealin music
Hey - I influence
Hey - I influence

[Waka Flocka Flame - Verse 3]
I F@#KED my money up -- (Damn!)
Now I can't re-up
Ran up in his spot (spot)
Just to get my stacks up
Now I'm back on deck (deck)
So shawty, what the F@#K you want?!
Heard he talkin sh#t (sh#t)
But this ain't what the Bleep he want! (Flocka!)
Lock my CEO up, now it's back to coka
Niggaz talkin sh#t brah, hang 'em by the rope-a
Hit 'em wit the choppa, call dat sh#t hot llama
Call me waka Flocka, a/k/a Young wild Nigga
A/k/a Young Drug Dealer
Got purp, got kush, got pills, got white
In the trap all night, wit the hard and soft
Stacks on the flo', watch {?} boy whip it
Shook it to the left then he shook it to the right
So Icey, Brick Boys, got it all night
These lame @ss niggaz ain't got no fight
Kick in my door we gon' shoot out all night [echoes]

[Gucci Mane - Verse 4]
(Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah...WAH)
BURR!! BURR!! GUCCI!
I stack my money up, Brick Squad we so g'd up
I'm countin cash in my office, sippin coffee with my feet up (Wooooow)
Haters sendin threats, like they want beef but dey know dey don't
Meet Flocka at the dealership, I told him get what the F@#K you want (Well damn!)
They locked my homeboy Verne up, 1999 for murder
Now niggaz claiming Zone 6, that I ain't never heard of
Hit you with the carbon, but why when I got shooters?
You heard Gucci was locked up, but that was just a rumor! (GUCCI!)
Got purp, got pills, got lean, plus I got powder for you snorters [snorts]
You wanna find me, I-20 to {EAST ATLANTA, GEORGIA}
I send my female shooters (mwah), that rock-a-bye baaay-baaay
1017 shawty, in my hood we got them AKs'

[Chorus]
Till fade

Meek Mill was sick on this track
Everyday ft. Rick Ross

Everyday"
(feat. Rick Ross)

[Intro:] Rick Ross
Meek ain't countin' money no more.
If it ain't right, it ain't right
Zip the bag up.
MMG
Drop it right there.
[Background female voice:]
Maybach music.

[Verse 1:] Meek Mill
I got these niggas hating on me
But I don't give a Bleep
Because they're bitches waiting on me
I'm just countin' all this money
And buyin' all these hammers,
So when these niggas play I let my shooters go bananas.
Dollars flashin' like a camera
My whip sounds like a monster
My bitch got on that shit, she got a million dollar-sponsor
These niggas gettin' sick
Somebody call a doctor
Cause all this blood's drippin' twenty racks on Louis Vuitton
I got Dolce and Gabanna,
Gucci, Louis, Prada,
Fly saddle, white socks, boy, I got a lotta.
My dream cabanas
That's where they'll probably find us
Tell me now the jail like sayonara to you others.

[Hook:] Rick Ross
I spoil them bitches
I employ them niggas.
Wipe my ass with the riches
Like they're some toilet tissue.
Bleep with the winner
Minx in a winner
Philadelphia millionaire
Meek be that nigga.
Your niggas hatin'
My niggas ballin',
Poppin' bands gettn' money buying them Magnum bottles,
My bitch is patient
Your bitch is boring,
Bleep her, that Friday night we both woke up this Sunday morning.

[Verse 2:] Meek Mill
Young nigga, lot of cash
Bad bitch, lotta ass,
Lambourghini kinda fast
It got these haters kinda mad
Make me bring them sticks out
AKA, look, they're comin'
Them niggas 're kinda nice
Which means that they kinda act.
I be on all kinds of shit
Boy, I get all kinds of cash,
Monday, I'm a wear my Jays,
Tuesday, my Prada bag,
Wednesday, I go Louie Vuitton,
And say: How you been? I say: Doin' fine.
But that ball hard like two Lebrons
I hit the booth with no shooting time

I'm Superman
My bitch is superfly
I make a hater wanna kill himself, suicide
That nigga play at me
He knows it's do-or-die
Cause I got a big Mac
And that bitch, be super-sized.
Rollin with a hundred goons
Boy I got a hundred jewls
Bout to Bleep a hundred hoes
All them bitches coming soon.
Tell 'em I am coming now
Tell 'em I am coming, cool.
Buy my shit, it's superhot
I named my album 'Summer June'

[Hook:] Rick Ross
I spoil them bitches
I employ them niggas.
Wipe my ass with the riches
Like they're some toilet tissue.
Bleep with the winner
Minx in a winner
Philadelphia millionaire
Meek be that nigga.
Your niggas hatin'
My niggas ballin',
Poppin' bands gettn' money buying them Magnum bottles,
My bitch is patient
Your bitch is boring,
Bleep her, that Friday night we both woke up this Sunday morning.

[Verse 3:] Meek Mill
Bugatti and Rosay
Bout to meet Jose
He said 'Did that work',
And I was like 'OK'
She said 'Give me money'
I was like 'No way'
She got mad and touched my phone
Said, 'It ain't no work if it ain't no pay'.
I'm like 'Be gone, bitch
Be gone, bitch.'
I'll pop the guard
Turn on my On switch.
Them bitches ain't on that
Nigga, cause they're on this
You put more money in,
I put more money in.

[Hook:] Rick Ross
I spoil them bitches
I employ them niggas.
Wipe my ass with the riches
Like they're some toilet tissue.
Bleep with the winner
Minx in a winner
Philadelphia millionaire
Meek be that nigga.
Your niggas hatin'
My niggas ballin',
Poppin' bands gettn' money buying them Magnum bottles,
My bitch is patient
Your bitch is boring,
Bleep her, that Friday night we both woke up this Sunday morning.

[Background male voice:]
Can I ask a favor?
Please embrace the fact that Meek is just that boy now
Why fight it?
You're doing yourself the service.

Big Shaq's mans not hot has been in my ears all day today tha beat is sick


The ting goes skrrrahh, pap, pap, ka-ka-ka
Skidiki-pap-pap, and a pu-pu-pudrrrr-boom
Skya, du-du-ku-ku-dun-dun
Poom, poom, you don' know

I tell her man's not hot (man's not), I tell her man's not hot (never hot)
The girl told me, "Take off your jacket"
I said, "Babes, man's not hot" (never hot)
I tell her man's not hot
I tell her man's not hot (never hot)
The girl told me, "Take off your jacket"
I said, "Babes, man's not hot"

Man can never be hot (never hot), perspiration ting (spray dat)
Lynx Effect (come on), you didn't hear me, did you? (nah)
Use roll-on (use that), or spray
But either way, A-B-C-D (alphabet ting)

The ting goes skrrrahh, pap, pap, ka-ka-ka
Skidiki-pap-pap, and a pu-pu-pudrrrr-boom
Skya, du-du-ku-ku-dun-dun
Poom, poom, you don' know

Big Shaq, man's not hot
I tell her man's not hot (never hot)
40 degrees and man's not hot (come on)
Yo, in the sauna, man's not hot (never hot)
Yeah, skidika-pap-pap



Am repeating it again

orijintv:
Over 1000 products without proper adverts? Even Milo no dey run tv adverts again sef. Buhari Why

Yeye dey smell. Who tell you say advert na hin dey sell market. Which time you see Coca-cola advert for tv...tell me which time you see kpomo advert for tv. Abeg e. Pack well. Milo o, coke o and kpomo no need advert to sell market.

Mercy - Kanye West, Pusha T, Big Sean and 2 Chainz

Ikokore and I am Ijebu

Mrop:
Adorable photo of a bride looking at her husband as he eat at their wedding reception.

Please guys give this photo a funny caption

See more romantic photos below


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The hubby go sabi lick kitty

Rick Ross verse in Devil in a dress by Kanye West ft. Rick Ross

Lookin' at my b***h I bet she give your @ss a bone
Lookin' at my wrist it'll turn your @ss to stone
Stretch limousine, sippin' Rosé all alone
Double-headed monster with a mind of his own
Cherry red chariot, excess is just my character
All black tux, n**ga shoes lavender
I never needed acceptance from all you outsiders
Had cyphers with Yeezy before his mouth wired
Before his jaw shattered climbin' up the Lord's ladder
We still speedin', runnin' signs like they don't matter
Uh, hater talkin' never made me mad
Never that, not when I'm in my favorite papertag
Therefore G4s at the Clearport
When it come to tools, fool I'm a Pep Boy
When it came to dope, I was quick to export
Never tired of ballin' so it's on to the next sport
New Mercedes sedan, the Lex sport
So many cars DMV thought it was mail fraud
Different traps, I was gettin' mail from
Polk County, Jacksonville, rep Melbourne
Whole clique's appetite had tapeworms
Spinnin' Teddy Pendergrass vinyl as my jay burns
I shed a tear before the night's over
God bless the man I put this ice over
Gettin' 2Pac money twice over
Still a real nigga, red Coogi sweater, dice roller
I'm makin' love to the angel of death
Catchin' feelings, never stumble, retracin' my steps

Throw It Up"
(feat. Lil Wayne, Ludacris)

[Busta Rhymes]
Yea I'm back to drive you crazy with that hottest shit in the streets
No if's, and's, or maybe's
Errbody gather around from here to little Haiti
Cuz it's Busta..(Luda)..and (Young Weezy Baby)
With Flip Mode and DTP, shit be gettin' ugly
Weezy tell 'em what you rep..(I represent Young Money)
Yea I know you got me homie..(Busta, Bust I got you)
Real Talk
(I'm goin' in)
Get 'em killaaa

[Lil Wayne]
I'm about to blast off call it rocket science
Daddy fat stacks check my pocket science
And if ya wanna try it, c'mon and try it
You don't want beef, I'll put you on a diet
I'm comin' through ya house with them choppas firin'
And all adults die, leave the toddlers cryin'
I've been a soldier, never met private ryan
Hey welcome to the jungle, and I'm the lion
I'm dippin' in my coupe, with the top behind me
I'm not the president, but I see cops behind me
Well f**k 'em, f**k 'em, f**k 'em, and they can not stop me
So I will be drivin' like Ricky Bobby
It's my prerogative like Whitney's Bobby
I'm skatin' on blades like Sidney Crosby (That's hockey)
Sharper than a ginsu shawty
You not Beyonce, but I can get you body

[Chorus]
Now you know what we about to do, we goin' full throttle
Niggas go and toss ya champagne, and throw a f**kin' bottle
Throw it up (you know we got em)
Throw it up (you know we got em)
Throw it up (you know we got em)
Throw it up (you know we got em)
(I got 'em..Ludaa)

[Ludacris]
I throw it up like a cap and tassel
I got my rap diploma
I throw it up like the gangs in Southern California
I Got them burners on ya, have you lookin' at a Russian Ruger
Have you lookin' like a human torch
Then have you lookin' like Freddy Krueger
So don't be sleepin' on me, this aint a f**kin' dream
I pass the rock to these jays like I'm on they f**kin' team
But I aint slangin' dope, I slang Luda-vision
Hip-Hop's God in these jeans, now that's true religion
You couldn't fill my shoes, You couldn't fill my jockey
My niggas fight over ice like we been playin' hockey
I hope you get the goal, I hope you get the point
I'm on a roll with this paper, I hope you get the joint
I hope you fire it up, I hope it burn slow
I welcome chicks to my nest, I let these birds know
And eagles fly alone, so I'm about to take flight
And throw it up like ya girl's dress on prom night

[Chorus]
Now you know what we about to do, we goin' full throttle
Niggas go and toss ya champagne, and throw a f**kin' bottle
Throw it up (you know we got em)
Throw it up (you know we got em)
Throw it up (you know we got em)
Throw it up (you know we got em)

[Busta Rhymes]
When I spit, niggas be askin' "Who dat"
It be the god
And I know you niggas really wanna know how the hell I "Do dat"
And the way that I come through
And kill every single thing when I rhyme
Nevermind, niggas can't compete when I spit a little beat same time
(Bring the beat back)
My fans will leave ya f**kin' ass leakin'
For sayin' you nicer than me, hypothetically speakin'
Cool and Dre bring the f**kin' beat back for no reason
(Rewind It)
Niggas know my rap and know me for always beastin', Ok
When they see me they stutta, niggas know where I'm from
Scoon nu nu nu ba ba be, like the speakin' in tongues
I single handedly move like a thousand niggas kick on
Trample niggas like a heard of hippo's (Nigga)
When I get hot I pop like oil, that's when they call me crisco (Bitch)
That's when I seek revenge like the Count of Monte Cristo
Crack niggas like Nabisco, swallow a fifth for 'Sisco
A gangsta cat markin territory wherever the piss go
Now that I'm pissy drunk, why the hell you wanna thug and holla
I'll change that and have you consider studyin' Kabbalah (Shit)
They nicknamed me Kamala (Hey), kinda like the Ugandan giant
Flatten niggas with my foot, who wanna try it

[Chorus]
Now you know what we about to do, we goin' full throttle
Niggas go and toss ya champagne, and throw a f**kin' bottle
Throw it up (you know we got em)
Throw it up (you know we got em)
Throw it up (you know we got em)
Throw it up (you know we got em)

When the game was gettin' weak, and everybody started winin'
And when the streets needed us, we came with perfect timin'
Throw it up (you know we got em)
Throw it up (you know we got em)
Throw it up (you know we got em)
Throw it up (you know we got em)
(Till tune fades).

I can recall a speaker at The Platform say something about this habit. He said "two Nigeria men ordered for food in a German restaurant in Germany and ate scanty amount, paid for the meal and was about to leave when the Restauranteur stopped them from leaving cos of their eating habit. The Nigerians were confused and jokingly asked him (the restaurant owner) but we paid in full. The restauranteur called a local police who said their act is a crime in Germany because their are people who are hungry and cannot afford one meal, here they are wasting food just cos they have money and can buy food. The policman said the solution to their crime is that they can only leave the place if they leave with the packaged left-over.

Personally, I think this anomally is a defect from upbringing. When a kids children are not made to know that wasting food as a result of not finishing your plate content is bad

XhosaNostra:
Lol, why are the "biceps" around his wrists?

The man in the sailor uniform is dressed as popeye; a cartoon character from the 80's and his wife is also dressed as olive oyl: popeye's significant other from the same cartoon.

Ofada rice and aya mase stew. If you've not tasted it you're on a long thing

intrepidJ:
I am from Edo State but born and bred in Lagos, with no ties to my state of origin. My grandfather however was a native doctor, and as a kid before the age of 7 or 8 I remember my father taking me to some dirty native doctors place where I am sometimes made to take a shower. I have had incisions made on my body with blades after which some dark substance is robed on it.

My dad is a born again Christian now, prays and fasts often. My question is will the FOUR generational curses mentioned in the bibe affect me?even though my father who is now born again must have broken the curse with prayers? My life is a mess. I suffered untold emotional abuse growing up. My adult hood is no different. I am victimized everywhere, people take undue advantage and make mockery of me. What I find really bizzare is people coming together to gossip about me where ever I got I find this very odd, I am always hated, despised, lied against, unjustly accused. It goes on and on. I'm 34 now, will likely never get married because I have OCD and am Schizotipal, but i can live with that. But i am currently facing spiritual affliction by some bastards who accuse me of dabbling Into witchcraft and bewitching them. An entire family have waged a spiritual war on me, for what I did not do.

Heres the puzzling thing. I go on my knees and cry to God for help. God always responds immediately, but then they come back. I was made to understand that they are trying to take my life but God almighty stands in their way. At home I see cockroaches anywhere I am, in places they have no busines being there. When I play gospel songs by Paul Wilbur some thing strange happens, cockroaches starts coming out of their hidden places to die in my living room. There are birds all monitoring me each time I step out. I leave home and run to the hotel they still somehow locate me.

Recently my toilets keeps getting clogged. If I fix it today within 48 hours it will mysteriously get clogged again, I fix it it repeats the circle. I have another toilet downstairs exactly the same phenomenon. It's gotten so bad I cannot even use the toilets anymore, so I left the house. There us this bizzare smell that permeates my house and as a consequences i have been forced to live in isolationist. I have no friends, it seems to me %80 of my friends are into juju or witchcraft.

I was just watching a tape on monitoring spirits when I came across generational curses and its effect on generations as far down as the 4th generations. Could this be why I keep getting hated, lied about, gossiped about and taken advantage of?

Bro, its the devil playing on your ignorance. Free yourself from all this religious jargon. Almighty God is not moved by religion because He is a Spirit Being. While Jesus ws here on Earth; He was hated, lied on, gossiped about and taken advantage of. All this things you're complaining about shows you're destined for greatness. Don't despair, there's a reward for your trials. This too shall pass away. Read your psalms and proverb books always. God is with you

An Ijebu man walks into a bank in New York City and asks for the loan officer. He tells the loan officer that he is going to Nigeria on business for two weeks and needs to borrow $5,000.
The bank officer tells him that the bank will need some form of security for the loan, so the Ijebu man hands over the keys and documents of new Ferrari parked on the street in front of the bank. He produces the title and everything checks out.
The loan officer agrees to accept the car as collateral for the loan.
The bank's president and its officers, all enjoy a good laugh at the Ijebu man for using a $250,000 Ferrari as collateral against a $5,000 loan. An employee of the bank then drives the Ferrari into the bank's underground garage and parks it there.
Two weeks later, the Ijebu man returns, repays the $5,000 and the interest, which comes to $15.41.
The loan officer says, "Sir, we are very happy to have had your business, and this transaction has worked out very nicely, but we are a little puzzled. While you were away, we checked you out and found that you are a multi millionaire. What puzzles us is, why would you bother to borrow "$5,000" ?
The Ijebu man replies: "Where else in New York City can I park my car for two weeks for only $15.41 and expect it to be there when I return!!"
Blessed Are The Wise! They Won't Loose Their Heritage.
Owo Alare, e juu na ..Lol !

ginawest:
y shud I walk away?I wl simply help im clean it up...wu knows,he myt b testing me

Have you seen coming to America, prince Hakeem i.e Eddie Murphy had to switch room with his landlord from. 5star room to a boujie room in order to test the gal of her dreams. Ginawest is bae. Simple

They are both doctors, only doccies can look at the opposite sex n e body no go move. Not all dotors sha, some can bleep for africa

Most married women don't know what married men want. After marriage, guy man starts developing pot belly...ladies don't just feed your man, go a step further and drain his balls before he steps out for work by giving one in a lifetime sloppy bj every morning.
Trust me, the dude will be home before dinner is ready and if he still cheat only HIV 2 can stop him. Shikena

amen o

Modelqwen:







Ur story is ur glory now.


There's time for everything.

Ur time for reaping just began.

May God answer our prayers, we that ae still
sowing now.

This guy mumu no get rival

DONSMITH123:
Kamarudeen Ogundele, Ado-Ekiti

Ekiti State Governor, Ayodele Fayose, has said one of his greatest wishes on his 57th birthday was to have woken up in the morning to receive a congratulatory message from President Muhammadu Buhari or read such message in the media.

He said he expected the president as the father of the nation to call him first as a governor and a leading opposition figure.

Fayose spoke to journalists at the Government’s House in Ado-Ekiti.

“My wishes on my 57th birthday as Ayo Fayose are many but one of them which will interest you is that I wish ‎President Buhari’s congratulatory call would have woken me up today as one of the governors in the country and as a leading ‎opposition figure in the country: a fearless young man who believes that things should be done rightly.

“I expect the president to show himself as a father of all, preaching that we must extend love to everybody – not only those in his political party.

“The president would have made a difference if he had extended such gesture to others beyond his political party. Such a congratulatory message should have been conveyed through his Minister of Information (Lai Muhammad). I would have loved to either wake up receiving a congratulatory call from him or read it in the papers. But since it is not coming, it is not a big deal to me and I take no offence on it.”

Fayose said he deserved commendation from Buhari because he was contributing to the vibrancy of democracy being the opposition figure.

“I am not Buhari’s enemy. Opposition is the strength of democracy, it ensures that the electorate get value for their votes. Those who criticise your government are not your enemies, they are catalysts to your growth as a government.”

The governor stated that he would celebrate his birthday with artisans, Okada riders, market women and men, and people on the streets.

Cc: lalasticlala

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