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Religion / Like DELILAH; She Is A Doom To Eering Men by extraflyfineboy(m): 10:46am On Sep 01, 2013
Men are very foolish. No wonder the creator made them the stronger sex because if women are physically stronger than men, then women would use men as their slaves. Well, not all women though, but women like me.

Men are like oranges, you just have to squeeze them before they give up their juice, although, there are some that are quite hard like grapes; and that’s where I apply my spiritual connection in order to get their juice.

I am eternally grateful to my mum who gave me not only her beauty but also taught me the necessary skills used in manipulating men. After my mum got impregnated and dumped by a man she loved, she swore to treat all men alike. And that’s why she transferred her hatred for men to me; and am loving it.

The rule is simple; use what you have to get what you want. I grew up in the big city so I only rolled with top class men. If I wanted to hook a designer; I would go to fashion shows. If I wanted to hook a contractor; I would go to contract awarding agencies. If I wanted an artist; I would go to organized shows and industry nights etc. and all I needed to do was to sit down with a bottle of champagne and they would start crawling to me; their doom.

My major source of income was Jacob who is a top executive in one oil mining firm and has all the money I could ever ask for. At first, he gave me all I wanted, but when I discovered how wealthy he was I used spiritual charms to lock heart to mine, making him willing to do anything I asked him; even if it meant him killing himself for me.
When I got bored of him, I ordered him to travel abroad and till date he still sends me money whenever I want.

Next was Jonas. Jacob was easy, but Chief Jonas wasn’t. when I went to lock him spiritually, after I had failed to lure him physically, my spiritualist told me that Chief Jonas belonged to a cult whose god was quite strong and that if I wanted to conquer him I would have to follow him to calabar where he would take me before the presence of the god of the god of Chief Jonas.

After we did that; I was told to get his sperm which was...
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Romance / She Said "All Men Deserve To Be Slaves To Women" by extraflyfineboy(m): 10:21am On Sep 01, 2013
Men are very foolish. No wonder the creator made them the stronger sex because if women are physically stronger than men, then women would use men as their slaves. Well, not all women though, but women like me.

Men are like oranges, you just have to squeeze them before they give up their juice, although, there are some that are quite hard like grapes; and that’s where I apply my spiritual connection in order to get their juice.

I am eternally grateful to my mum who gave me not only her beauty but also taught me the necessary skills used in manipulating men. After my mum got impregnated and dumped by a man she loved, she swore to treat all men alike. And that’s why she transferred her hatred for men to me; and am loving it.

The rule is simple; use what you have to get what you want. I grew up in the big city so I only rolled with top class men. If I wanted to hook a designer; I would go to fashion shows. If I wanted to hook a contractor; I would go to contract awarding agencies. If I wanted an artist; I would go to organized shows and industry nights etc. and all I needed to do was to sit down with a bottle of champagne and they would start crawling to me; their doom.

My major source of income was Jacob who is a top executive in one oil mining firm and has all the money I could ever ask for. At first, he gave me all I wanted, but when I discovered how wealthy he was I used spiritual charms to lock heart to mine, making him willing to do anything I asked him; even if it meant him killing himself for me.
When I got bored of him, I ordered him to travel abroad and till date he still sends me money whenever I want.

Next was Jonas. Jacob was easy, but Chief Jonas wasn’t. when I went to lock him spiritually, after I had failed to lure him physically, my spiritualist told me that Chief Jonas belonged to a cult whose god was quite strong and that if I wanted to conquer him I would have to follow him to calabar where he would take me before the presence of the god of the god of Chief Jonas.

After we did that; I was told to get his sperm which was easy to get as I let him cum inside me and later collected his semen by standing on a container.

After a few more sacrifices I was able to subdue his god and I made sure I sucked his money dry. He later committed suicide.

But my latest encounter kind of frightened me because after I met Nzeogwu; a politician who I subdued with only my beauty I came in close contact with death. I met Nzeogwu in a night club and after he tasted me, he completely lusted after me. I didn’t need to use any charm because he completely lusted after me probably because of my beauty and charisma.

Nzeogwu was so engrossed in me that he totally....
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Family / My Fiance Has Kleptomania (stealing Sickness) I May Divource Her by extraflyfineboy(m): 4:07am On Aug 30, 2013
Forget about the packaging; nobody is perfect. We all have defects, yes, we all have wolves under our sheep clothing.

I had run out of provision so I went to the super-market to get some. As I picked up a tin of Ovaltine, I noticed that the lady at the counter was exchanging words with a female customer.
“Am sorry, but I have to check your bag; it’s our Policy”.
“What do you mean by that!? Are you trying to say that I stole from your stupid super-market? What an insult” The customer replied.

I kept doing what I was doing but my attention was drawn to them again when the security man took the bag from the lady and brought out a Brazilian hair from the bag.
“Thief, thief… I know say you be thief. Thief…” the Lady on the counter screamed as it was obvious that she was bent on humiliating the lady. I walked towards them and noticed how beautiful the lady was and couldn’t help but speak
“Common, you don’t expect me to believe that such a pretty lady like this will come here just to steal. Maybe it mistakenly fell in there. How much is the Brazilian hair? Add it to my bill” that was how I saved Angela from humiliation.

I quickly took the lady out as the lady at the counter was trying to create a negative scene, so I put her in my car and we zoomed off.
“I don’t know how that thin entered into my bag. I think the lady selling at the counter played a trick on me”. She said as we left there. “It’s alright; at least we got you out of trouble”. I replied. “Thank you very much, am Angela” she said as we introduced our self.
As I looked at her, I instantly fell in love. Why would they even think that this damsel is a thief? “Am Chukwuma” I replied. That was the beginning of a friendship that became even more intimate as the weeks went by. The only thing on my mind now was to marry Angela. She is intelligent, industrious, kind and above all beautiful beyond comprehension.
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Jokes Etc / Emenike My Foolish Friend by extraflyfineboy(m): 7:30am On Aug 28, 2013
I won’t lie, Emenike is my friend, but most times I wonder how I came in communication with such a foolish fellow. When I dropped out of secondary school due to lack of funds to continue I came to the city to hustle and that was how I met Emenike. I was looking for a means of survival and he was looking for a conductor for his commercial bus.

After about 2weeks of working with Emenike, I knew why his Danfo which he bought less than a year ago was looking bashed and uncared for. Emenike is a drunkard and a womanizer; a wicked combo.

We work 6 days a week and make within the range of N15,000 to N25,000 every day but Emenike finds it hard to even fuel his bus every morning. “Oboy abeg borrow me 2k there make we use buy fuel, after the day’s work I go balance you” I was used to him singing that song every morning.

Emenike knows all the brothels in the city and almost all the sex workers knew his name. Some of them offered him free sex as a means of soliciting for his future patronage. Emenike continue my pot bellied friend drinks so much that 8 bottles of Gulder does not get him high. I know this because I have gone out with him most Sunday’s and one of his popular arguments went like “How many bottles can you drink? Ordinary 6 bottles dey high you, you are not ashamed of yourself”. He would say and burst into a hilarious laughter.
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Religion / Re: The Story Of A Thief Now Turned Pastor by extraflyfineboy(m): 12:15pm On Aug 25, 2013
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Religion / Re: I Have A Tatoo. Advice Me by extraflyfineboy(m): 11:44am On Aug 25, 2013
Am happy 4 the replies. Honestly I am. ThanK u all 4 the opinions. May God bless U all. Maybe a final conclusion ?
Religion / The Story Of A Thief Now Turned Pastor by extraflyfineboy(m): 6:28am On Aug 25, 2013
They tied the blind folded thieves that were about to be executed. Then I was signaled to come and pray for them before the firing squad would execute them. I walked to the first man and said “in your final hour of life, I beg you my friend to accept God so that as you leave this temporal world, you would live eternally with the father in heaven”. He raised his head, looked at me, hissed and bowed his head. I prayed for him and moved to the second man.

After I finished praying for them, I moved aside, still not able to look then I heard 6 gun shots; 2 bullets for each man. I tried to hide the tears forming in my eyes but the memory kept flooding in. less than a year ago I was sentenced to death like these men. That I am alive today is because God has plans for me.

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As an orphan I had always been a street boy who lived the ghetto life to the fullest. I think it started one night when we snatched a woman’s bag and after sharing the money, kunle our leader took the blackberry phone and began to use. After a few weeks the woman was able to trace and apprehend Kunle. He started taking the police to our homes and hide out so most of us that were not caught fled the town and that was how I relocated to Ibadan.


I was used to the hard street life, so it was not hard for me to find and blend into another group only that these people were more hardened than my previous group. In my first robbery with them, I was given an axe and told to stay outside. After about 30 minutes, a man ran out of the building shouting “thief! Thief!” and I didn’t hesitate to land the weight of the axe on his head.

After the operation I was fully welcomed into the brotherhood as they were impressed with my action. I followed the gang to many operation and the group and we did not only rob homes but also raided travellers on high ways.

I remember one of our bloody operations where we dressed in military uniforms and waved down on a luxurious bus at night. When the driver came close and noticed we were robbers, he mad to reverse so we opened fire on them and killed over 16people in the bus and looted them.

Not every operation went smooth of course. There was a time we got information about a man travelling to Kano with about N2.5million. We waited for him on the route he would take as we knew his full description but never knew he was travelling with protection because as we stopped his car, a man opened fire on us and killed 3 of our gang members as we fled.

We went for many operations, too numerous to list and I don’t know which of them made the state police furious that one Saturday morning while we were still sleeping, a joint task force surrounded and arrested all of us.

I was remanded in prison for 6years as an inmate awaiting trial and when judgment finally came I was quite shocked when I was sentenced to death.

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Those 6years in prison I had become a changed man. I begged God to forgive me and give me a second chance. Before I joined my street gag I was a welder and I promised God to go back to welding if he delivered me from death yet I was sentenced.

Just like the man I prayed for I and 7 others were tied to a tree and shot. To me, I was dead because I felt the pain of the bullet before I blacked out. But I was told that when they took our body to the hospital so medical students could use our body to practice, it was discovered that I was not yet dead so they administered treatment on me till I became well.

I was still on the hospital bed when a priest came to me and said “your life was spared so that you would bring more people into God’s kingdom. When you recover, you have to come with me so you will do the will of God”. I eagerly agreed. It was no coincidence that I was still alive; it truly was for a purpose.

3months ago I was ordained a priest and my spirituality continue to grow. God has given me a second chance, and I will use it only to his glory.

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Romance / Funny And Erotic Adventure by extraflyfineboy(m): 8:00am On Aug 24, 2013
Believe it or not, when it comes to work I am very serious. Well, almost as serious as I am when am having sex. I was among the 5 delegates sent to south Africa on a business trip and it was just a 3 day meeting so we had a return ticket for the third day.

On arriving in South Africa, I was very pleased, not just because it is a nice place to be, but also because they have very pretty girls and I swore to myself to have an adventure with them on this short visit.

Now the sad part is that we went with our bully-boss. My boss is a “she”, a no nonsense type for that matter. You know the wrestler big show? Yes that’s how big she is. I don’t want to use the word fat because if she reads this she might strangle me.

It was day 2 and we just finished with the conference so I went downstairs to chill at the bar. I ordered a bottle of Carlin black label and watched the South Africans party hard. It’s a mixed country of course, and in that bar, everybody just wants to have fun. I noticed a lonely lady at the extreme and after buying her a drink, she ended up naked in my hotel room. Let’s leave that story for another day.

I was shocked when by 2am in the morning my boss came knocking on my door putting on what I think she thought was sexy. “ehhmm Bonnyface…….are you through with the documents I gave you?” WTF? This crazy woman is asking me about office work by 2am in the morning in an unofficial tone! “No, yes ma….i will give it to you first thing in the morning”. But she had other plans and was practically forcing her way in when she saw the lady lying in my room NAKED. “make sure you bring those documents to my table first thing in the morning!” she said obviously angered at what she saw.

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Religion / I Have A Tatoo. Advice Me by extraflyfineboy(m): 4:32pm On Aug 23, 2013
I drew a tatoo on my body; and after that some friends told me it was wrong. I doubted them till I read the passage in the bible where it was condemned.
Now that I have it already; what do I do?
Advice please.
Nairaland / General / Re: Man Who Spent 20-Years Living In A Mountain Cave (photos) by extraflyfineboy(m): 4:14pm On Aug 23, 2013
Freiburger:
na real made in China grin

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Romance / Re: Yes, I Killed A Man, But Listen To My Story by extraflyfineboy(m): 12:36pm On Aug 21, 2013
SELENAqueensy: Auch!! If dis story is true, den i dnt blame u 4 wat u did out der... Sorry 4 ur loss. But still, ask God 4giveness 4 takin d life of anoda man..


But wait oo, i tot u said u wer standing outside d ladies rum waiting 4 her. How come u didn't c wen Collins entered?

I guess he monitored the move and knew she was going to thebathroom and went in b4 she camein..
Romance / Yes, I Killed A Man, But Listen To My Story by extraflyfineboy(m): 8:48am On Aug 21, 2013
I have never been lucky; rather I have always been a victim of misconception. Destiny played a trick on me and I don’t know how to fight it. Am sorry I can’t tell you my name cos’ am a wanted man and currently on the run and I don’t know if am doing the right thing by writing you as the police might re-launch their search for me after reading this because I am wanted for murder!.

I have never understood the concept of love, so it baffles me what people do all because of love. Stella was my best friend. We were so close that you would think we were lovers.

A few months back, Stella met a guy whose name is Collins and was very much in love with him. Because of him my relationship with my best friend; Stella suffered as she was always with him. I was surprised when she came to my house late one night, tears in her eyes, saying she broke up with Collins.

That was the first time I ever saw her crying and it hurt me. I held her close in my arms and comforted her, telling her not to cry. As I did that, one thing led to another and we began to kiss. I felt she was emotionally down so I tried to stop her but her will and strength was far greater than mine and we eventually made love that night and that marked the beginning of our relationship as I promised not to let any man hurt her again!.

Although I had always wanted to fall in love, I never knew it would be with Stella. The felling was beautiful.

May 30th was her birthday, so I took her clubbing. We were having a nice time until one guy came to our table and held Stella by the hand.
“So this is the guy you dumped me for right?” he said.
“Yes, and he is far better than you cheating scum”. Stella replied.
As I tried to contain my anger as they conversed, I discovered that the guy was Collins; he ex-boyfriend who made her cry into my arms that night.
“Now that’s enough, leave this table” I told him now standing up and ready for action. He gave me a bad boy smile and left immediately.
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Family / Shame! HOUSE Wife Confesses Of Being Pregnant For And In Love With Their Landlor by extraflyfineboy(m): 1:07pm On Aug 18, 2013
Life has not always been like this. There was a time we had enough money even to build our own house; but due to inadequate plan for the future, and the restructuring of Harry’s work place which led to him now being jobless, life was now very terrible.

We were living on the little savings that Harry my husband had in his account and also from the help of our family members. Things took an ugly turn when early one morning, our landlord came demanding for his rent which was long overdue. “I have given you more than enough time! Nobody will let you live in his house for over 5months without payment. Just see as you dey suffer this fine woman ehn”. He said pointing at me. “If by the end of this week you don’t have my money, I will come with the local touts and evacuate you from here’ our Landlord concluded.

My husband didn’t utter a word as he was overwhelmed with shame. Harry is the shy type, but not when a few bottles of alcohol had gone down his throat. “Am going for the interview I told you about, use the money under the pillow to prepare something” Harry said.

I couldn’t take any more of this. When Harry had a job he made sure I got all I wanted and even more .Even is mother was tormenting me,calling me a barren woman, he stood by my side even till this moment. Now it’s my turn to help him, I won’t let him carry this cross alone.

Immediately he left, I went to my Landlords place as he had been disturbing me to sleep with him since we started owing him. He said if I allow him.....
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Romance / The Confession Of A House Wife: Am In Love With My Land Lord by extraflyfineboy(m): 8:31am On Aug 18, 2013
Life has not always been like this. There was a time we had enough money even to build our own house; but due to inadequate plan for the future, and the restructuring of Harry’s work place which led to him now being jobless, life was now very terrible.

We were living on the little savings that Harry my husband had in his account and also from the help of our family members. Things took an ugly turn when early one morning, our landlord came demanding for his rent which was long overdue. “I have given you more than enough time! Nobody will let you live in his house for over 5months without payment. Just see as you dey suffer this fine woman ehn”. He said pointing at me. “If by the end of this week you don’t have my money, I will come with the local touts and evacuate you from here’ our Landlord concluded.

My husband didn’t utter a word as he was overwhelmed with shame. Harry is the shy type, but not when a few bottles of alcohol had gone down his throat. “Am going for the interview I told you about, use the money under the pillow to prepare something” Harry said.

I couldn’t take any more of this. When Harry had a job he made sure I got all I wanted and even more .Even is mother was tormenting me,calling me a barren woman, he stood by my side even till this moment. Now it’s my turn to help him, I won’t let him carry this cross alone.

Immediately he left, I went to my Landlords place as he had been disturbing me to sleep with him since we started owing him. He said if I allow him.....
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Romance / Advice Needed: Am In Love With A Player by extraflyfineboy(m): 1:06pm On Aug 17, 2013
The first time I saw her, I thought she was a model. She’s; tall, quite bodied, elegant an hips like Minaj.no man born

of a woman will see her without taking a second sharp look at her again.

I had gone to withdraw money in a nearby ATM and discovered it wasn’t paying so as I made to leave when I felt a soft

flesh hold me by the arm, looked into my eyes like she was Nneka the pretty serpent and with a voice that sounded like a

sweet melody she said; “please I tried to withdraw and its ‘not paying, and I don’t have any money on me, could you drop

me off?” who can say no to a request from a damsel like this? If she had requested for my car keys I would have gladly

given it to her because I was feeling enchanted!

She wore a red jacket on a white bum shot and filled it in with a black and white Nike shoe; she was dressed to kill.

“ok, come in” I told her.

After I dropped her off, we exchanged contacts and within a week we had already met twice. The week that followed was

even great as she spent the weekend in my place. When my friend saw her, they went haywire. Some even asked if they

could have a piece of her, but I wasn’t willing to share.

But there is something that greatly bothers me about her. She receives dozens of calls even hour. At first, I acted as

though I did not care after all, the relationship was not that serious, but as we got closer and my feelings for her

multiplied, I could not help but show my anger after our last meeting, we didn’t see for over 2weeks, she didn’t call,

didn’t pick my calls and when she finally did; gave some clumsy excuse about going for an excursion.

I began to hate myself because I was going crazy about her. Less than a month.....
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Romance / Re: An Unbelievable Experience With A Female Banker by extraflyfineboy(m): 8:13am On Aug 14, 2013
Lekwanu ifeanyi oh
Jokes Etc / A Lecturer Cries Out Due To The Temptation Of Students by extraflyfineboy(m): 7:38am On Aug 14, 2013
The normal story you might be used to is the one where a female student cries out for help as she is been disturbed by her lecturer. LIES!! NEVER!! I mean never trust these girls, because they are all demons.

I am a PHD holder and lecture in two tertiary universities and the other is a part time job anyway. I am married with 6 kids and I love my wife.

In my dealings with students I never communicate directly with them as I use their course rep or class representative. Thus, I don’t encourage students to come to my office for any reason but these campus girls will never stop knocking on my door. Fat, slim, short, tall, dark, far…….all of them!

Am not a saint, so I won’t claim not to have had one or two dealings with a few of them, but the ones I did were the ones that were practically begging me to. There was a time a girl who looked so innocent and I could swear she was a virgin, came into my office, jammed the door, took off all her clothes within seconds and threatened to cause a scene if I didn’t sleep with her and give her an “A” in a course she didn’t write.


Another one was the case were......
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Education / CAMPUS CORNER: Mr Lecturer Cries Out!! "These Girls Are A Huge Temptation" by extraflyfineboy(m): 1:47pm On Aug 13, 2013
The normal story you might be used to is the one where a female student cries out for help as she is been disturbed by her lecturer. LIES!! NEVER!! I mean never trust these girls, because they are all demons.

I am a PHD holder and lecture in two tertiary universities and the other is a part time job anyway. I am married with 6 kids and I love my wife.

In my dealings with students I never communicate directly with them as I use their course rep or class representative. Thus, I don’t encourage students to come to my office for any reason but these campus girls will never stop knocking on my door. Fat, slim, short, tall, dark, far…….all of them!

Am not a saint, so I won’t claim not to have had one or two dealings with a few of them, but the ones I did were the ones that were practically begging me to. There was a time a girl who looked so innocent and I could swear she was a virgin, came into my office, jammed the door, took off all her clothes within seconds and threatened to cause a scene if I didn’t sleep with her and give her an “A” in a course she didn’t write.


Another one was the case were......
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Family / Re: Things You Should Never Say To Your Partner During A Fight by extraflyfineboy(m): 9:07pm On Aug 12, 2013
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Religion / Re: . by extraflyfineboy(m): 9:03pm On Aug 12, 2013
Mamacita007: you can name ur child Jesus but dont add Christ to his name becos ur baby isnt a savior. Hispanics bear jesus not Jesus Christ

I haven't read much comments but this isthe best one I've read this far. So on point!!
Religion / Re: What The Bible Says About Drinking Alcohol (wine) by extraflyfineboy(m): 8:21am On Aug 12, 2013
taiocol: In the very essence
of
it, the Scripture does not
encourage you to sin against
your conscience, thus,
forbidding
you from doing anything that
will
offend yourself and your fellow
beings, in particular.
Consuming alcohol, on the
whole,
is not really condemned but
letting yourself give in to
drunkenness, which will lead to
a
loss in sobriety, is definitely
looked down upon.

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Education / ASUU Strike Destroyed My Life by extraflyfineboy(m): 8:09am On Aug 12, 2013
When I look at my life now, and the life I had imagined for myself, all I see is contrast. When I gained admission into the university
my target was to come out with nothing less than a first class degree.



Reality first set in when just 3 months after my first lecture in school we went on a one week warning strike which escalated to a full strike when we packed all our bags and went home as if we were on a break.



I told myself that I would use the strike period to read ahead so I bought all the books needed and started reading them at home. After sometime, as human as I am I started getting bored so I visited my friend Chris who lived across the street. The visit became frequent and we became very close pals.



At first I was reluctant, but I joined him in going to clubs which was not bad at the time but it escalated to smoking and visiting LovePeddler homes. After a few weeks of hanging out with him I called myself to order and went back to my books but like a magnet, I went back to the reckless and extravagant life style.



After months of living a reckless life the strike was finally called off so we went back to our different schools but the life I had lived during the strike had greatly influenced me so I continued it in school. Those that knew me before were very surprised at my extreme change of character.



I made new friends because the old ones were boring and only cared about reading and praying. As I enjoyed my new life; I became a happening guy in campus.



I no longer had time for my studies as I was busy clubbing, chasing skirts, smoking and anything that was contrary to normal societal norms.



Again, in my third year in school ASUU came again with another strike and I was happy to go home and hook up with Chris again. When I got home, I discovered that Chris had gotten worse than he was the last time we were together. He was now a.......
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Jokes Etc / ASUU Strike Made Me Useless by extraflyfineboy(m): 1:54pm On Aug 11, 2013
When I look at my life now, and the life I had imagined for myself, all I see is contrast. When I gained admission into the university
my target was to come out with nothing less than a first class degree.



Reality first set in when just 3 months after my first lecture in school we went on a one week warning strike which escalated to a full strike when we packed all our bags and went home as if we were on a break.



I told myself that I would use the strike period to read ahead so I bought all the books needed and started reading them at home. After sometime, as human as I am I started getting bored so I visited my friend Chris who lived across the street. The visit became frequent and we became very close pals.



At first I was reluctant, but I joined him in going to clubs which was not bad at the time but it escalated to smoking and visiting LovePeddler homes. After a few weeks of hanging out with him I called myself to order and went back to my books but like a magnet, I went back to the reckless and extravagant life style.



After months of living a reckless life the strike was finally called off so we went back to our different schools but the life I had lived during the strike had greatly influenced me so I continued it in school. Those that knew me before were very surprised at my extreme change of character.



I made new friends because the old ones were boring and only cared about reading and praying. As I enjoyed my new life; I became a happening guy in campus.



I no longer had time for my studies as I was busy clubbing, chasing skirts, smoking and anything that was contrary to normal societal norms.



Again, in my third year in school ASUU came again with another strike and I was happy to go home and hook up with Chris again. When I got home, I discovered that Chris had gotten worse than he was the last time we were together. He was now a.......
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Literature / Tales By Moonlight: The Leopards Skin by extraflyfineboy(m): 3:39pm On Aug 10, 2013
Once upon a time, there lived two friends; the Leopard and the Cheater. There was famine in the land so they both decided to go hunting together. After hunting all day, they couldn’t find any food to eat till very late in the evening when the leopard managed to catch a little rabbit. This made the Cheater very angry as he had not caught anything and was hungry.

O their way home, they got to a very high bridge and the Cheater angrily pushed the Leopard from there and he fell and died instantly. The Cheater traced the Leopard to the bottom of the bridge and after eating the rabbit also ate the Leopard and took the remaining flesh home.


The next day, the cheater took some flesh from the Leopards flesh and made a drum. As he hit the drum, it began to sing :

Oh what a life, what a life
My skin cries out, what a life
We went hunting the Cheater and I
I caught a rabbit very close to the Nile
But jealousy came in, what a life
So my angry friend ……

Whenever it got to the part where the song would finish, the Cheater would stop playing the drum so the Leopard would not finish his story. People loved the song and gathered to watch the talking drum sing. The Cheater soon became the best drummer in the kingdom.
Whenever there was an occasion he would play his drum but never allowed the song to finish. Soon the lion king invited the Cheater to play for him and after he did the king promised to give him his daughter for marriage.

This greatly pleased the Cheater so in his state of joy, he played the drum in the presence of the king and all in the kingdom. He played so well that it excited the king and he began to dance. But when he got to the part where the leopard would finish the song he stopped playing the drum.

This greatly angered the king as he was still dancing. “how dare you stop the music when the king is still dancing?” the king queried the Cheater. “Now play that drum till I stop dancing” the king told him.
He didn’t have any choice so he did as he was commanded and the leopard finished the song;
Oh what a life, what a life
My skin cries out, what a life
We went hunting the Cheater and I
I caught a rabbit very close to the Nile
But jealousy came in, what a life
So my angry friend pushed me down the bridge
He the rabbit and also I, what a life
Then made he a drum with my hide.
“So you killed the Leopard and made this drum with his flesh?” the King said. The Elders took a close look at the drum and confirmed it was made with a leopard’s skin. So the king commanded that the cheater be put in a pit where he later died of hunger.

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Literature / Love Ϊ́s Wicked by extraflyfineboy(m): 6:04pm On Aug 07, 2013
I have never understood the concept of

love. Even while growing up I always

wondered how love felt. I used to watch

the movies how people fought for love

and I always said a silent prayer for me

to fall in love someday. I wish I never

said that prayer.

Now that am grown and full of life, that

wicked feeling called love found it's

way into my heart. One would expect me

to embrace it but Love only showed me

its wicked side.


I fell in love with Kunle since my first

year in school. Sometimes I don't know

exactly why I love him. Maybe its

because he ΐs very handsome and

brilliant, or maybe because he never

gave a damn about me. I was shy to tell

him how I felt; but I always gave him

the signs yet he never took me

seriously.

I never stopped loving him. Even during

the break I would hide my number and

ring his cell just so I could hear his

masculine voice. In our third year, fate

brought us together when we both had a

missing script and searched for it

together. We became friends immediately

and the pleasure was all mine...
Continued here http://umehoma.com

Literature / Love Ϊ́s Wicked by extraflyfineboy(m): 5:52pm On Aug 07, 2013
I have never understood the concept of

love. Even while growing up I always

wondered how love felt. I used to watch

the movies how people fought for love

and I always said a silent prayer for me

to fall in love someday. I wish I never

said that prayer.

Now that am grown and full of life, that

wicked feeling called love found it's

way into my heart. One would expect me

to embrace it but Love only showed me

its wicked side.


I fell in love with Kunle since my first

year in school. Sometimes I don't know

exactly why I love him. Maybe its

because he ΐs very handsome and

brilliant, or maybe because he never

gave a damn about me. I was shy to tell

him how I felt; but I always gave him

the signs yet he never took me

seriously.

I never stopped loving him. Even during

the break I would hide my number and

ring his cell just so I could hear his

masculine voice. In our third year, fate

brought us together when we both had a

missing script and searched for it

together. We became friends immediately

and the pleasure was all mine.

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