Inanna:
They should have thrown him out of that bus. Imagine the audacity. Shameless, perverted fool. I'm very sure he's a rapîst/pedophile also.

With this pics of yours any man with spiritual conji will want to finger you in a bus.
Dickson fall on you there.

fabulousdude@yahoo.com

Please Who took the pics?

The boy is sorrowful and depressed and at the stage of despair. May the spirit of God draw him back, console him and lead him on. May God forgive him because all these he wrote weren't him but a sorrowful spirit confused and in acute depression looking for solace.

He doesn't know how God's vengeance works. It is more severe and in depth. He have a plan. He will punish his sister's killer in a way he himself wouldn't have done it better if he had taken the vengeance on himself. Let God that said we should not revenge but leave vengeance for him take the control. May God heal his broken heart and bring him back to his flock in the name of Jesus Christ, amen. I feel so sorry for him, he is in pain.

kokosin:
I stay close and it's true........it was hell last night

You stay close and you're happy

It's like you don't have value for your life.
Keep staying close

ToriBlue:
I will tell him to do it with me .

I will do it you anyday, anytime and anywhere.

This Nothingners sef

Smelly Malu

Ayikperere!!

Fear North

His brain should be removed so that he won't have any sense of reasoning again.
Or the devil should just steal his life.




Quote me and die!

Eiyaa....Thank God she didn't die
It's the Lord's doing and it's Marvelous in our eyes.

Tiny23:
Damn!

Na this type una de like na

SweetieConstie:
Awww... This is beautiful...

Thank you

Tamunotonye has been seeing Emeka for eight months now. A no-sex relationship which she made him subscribe to. She visited him to celebrate val; and together they cooked, cleaned, laughed and played "Need for Speed." They shared tender kisses, love confessions and reassurances...no sex.

"For the first time ever, please stay the night," he cajoled her.

"Ok, but try nothing funny, it would scar me for life." She pleaded after giving consent to his request.

He laced her tea with a couple of Valium tablets, in no time, the drugs took effect and she was on a journey to slumberland. He waited ten minutes before lifting her limp body and making for the bedroom...grinning like a newly released demon on a sinister mission.

She woke up with a start and panicked when she felt warm fluid between her thighs. She freaked out at the sight of the bloodied sheets.
Her lower abdomen hurt like mad and her body ached.

"Men will be men," she thought, as tears cascaded down her cheeks.

He was nowhere in sight. She gingerly made her way to the bathroom. She stood staring at the mirror, thinking about how deep she must have slept and gotten deflowred without the slightest knowledge. Her heart began to race when she turned on the tap, cupped water in both palms to wash her face, and noticed a glistening ring on her left index finger.

"Diamond ring? I must be dreaming."

She pulled it off her finger and set it down on the drug cabinet.
She slide the shower curtain, to quickly clean herself up, but boldly written on the wall in blue was;

"YOU'RE MY OXYGEN AND MY SOULS MATE, I WANT TO LEARN HOW TO LOVE YOU EVERYDAY; MARRY ME AND BE MY VALENTINE TILL FOREVER COMES FOR US."

She broke down crying.

"So why did he ruin it all? My virginity didn't equal a piece of gold and diamond." She fumed and screamed.

She got back into the room to see him laying fresh sheets on the bed and whistling a tune. A tray of food caught her sight. She watched him smile innocently, and could swear it was more of a smirk. As another wave of tears welled up in her eyes, he noticed her presence in the room and spoke;

"Morning bloomberry, I trust you slept well? I see your monthly palava has arrived, are you having cramps? I noticed how you winced in pain, clutching your abdomen as you slept. I didn't want to wake you. Here sit down and eat, this cup hot tea would ease you up."

Stunned, she blurted;

"Wait! You didn't rape me? I'm still a virgin?"

He stood transfixed to a spot, eyes and mouth wide open.

"Rape you? How do you mean? I would never do that to you. I'm only guilty of popping Valium in your tea last night. I had come up with a crazy idea to engage you while you sleep. But you had told before now that you're a light sleeper. I had to resort to the tabs to have you sleep deeply enough for me to slip the ring on your finger...I didn't touch you, I only joined your guardian angels to watch over you while you slept fitfully like a newborn."

She screeched in excitement and flew into his arms;

"Yes baby...yes, I'll marry you and be your oxygen and whatever it is you desire. I love you Emeka..phew! I was so scared when I saw blood, the flow came early, it wasn't due until tomorrow."

Inspired by: Ucheblair and Ayomide

Na this type go burst cry when e sup. Military no be to where uniform and hold gun my guy.

It's like he didn't know what he signed for.
Face it man.... Remember it's for 36years.

I smell Fulani Herdsmen

This story has gone viral on social media and I thought I share with you guys…. Read below

“For seven years he was my only boyfriend".
I moved in with him after 1 and half years of our relationship. On the third year I hinted marriage subject. He ignored it. I abandoned the subject and continued to be good to him. Yes I was good to him, in everyway.
One Sunday evening, (is it evening or afternoon?) whatever you call that time of the day, we were watching Our Perfect Wedding and it was a chance for me to start the subject again. He then started to cough, I gave him amanzi and the coughing stopped. I told myself that today he will speak to me about this. And indeed he responded. Babe, I just got a new job which pays more money for me to be able to afford lobola and other stuff. I smiled. There was hope…

7 years into the relationship, and 13 months in his new job…..i am still hoping.
You should see his 6 roomed house. I cleaned it, did washing and ironing, I cook, baked for him, I even bought the most beautiful curtains and bedding in all 3bedrooms. You should see the pots I use….i bought them at Queens with my bonus last year. And every time he hosts his friends at home for their usual social codesa gatherings, I use the best dishes and glasses. He loves it when they tell him he has done well for himself.
I think I have collected about a hundred and seventy eight CDs that I have been buying for him as presents over the past seven years. There is also a Lee Oscar CD there. He uses 3 ply toilet paper.

Okay…i went to his office after he asked me to pass by one day because I left my job early and when I got there at reception, the receptionist (Michelle) called his office and told him “there is a lady at reception by the name of Phindi for you.”
Let me cut a long story short and say to you that today as I’m seated here (Sat 24 Dec 2016) Thabiso is getting married to the receptionist (Michelle) in Witbank.
I am back home.

And you know what? My mother’s home was neglected all these years by me. The curtains in this house are torn and worn out. Bedding is embarrassing I can’t even open the bedroom door. Old and burnt Hart pots and no decent glass to have my Schweppes Granadilla. I use lebekere. Thabiso told me it is over and he fell in love le Michelle on the 6th week at his new job and he wants to bring her to his home, I should therefore make way for her. He paid lobola while I was still cleaning his house and cooking his favorite meal braaipap and cooked short ribs.

All my things are still at his house and I did not fetch them because I kept hoping that he will one day call me and tell me that he did a mistake and he wants me to come back. It is now 9 months since I left and he hasn’t called. I passed by his house one day in my friend’s car and she was washing my curtains.
Michelle the receptionist was washing my curtains.
She has 2 kids. I have none.
She has him, I don’t.


I’m shattered. But tomorrow I’m going to buy curtains for my mother at Marabastad. They are nice and affordable.
Will add 6 glasses, 4 cups and a kettle. There is no kettle at home.
Thabiso has my 3 piece Russell Hobbs set and my Woolworth towels
…..and Michelle has the ring
But I cooked for him”

Once upon a time, a certain old man went to a brothel and picked a freshly young babe for s*x.

He took her home, with such a great excitement, that at least for that day, he would enjoy what those your boys have been enjoying, because he still considers himself strong enough for the stroke.

At home, he offered the girl a good money for a better service and they prepared and went into a marathon s*x...

The young babe will pick up his d**k, toss it sideways, slap it on her tongue, give it a fresh kiss, stroke it to the sack and lip-bite the balls... The old man will stretch, moan, shiver and shout, ooooh baby, ayam getting there!

The girl jumps on top of the d**k and pounds it like cocoyam, than herself 360° like semo, while clamping on the man's dick with her pu**y lips and draws her ass back and forth like okro...The man freezes out like ice fish and in a voice gasping for air, will shout, ooooh baby you are killing me!!!

(But his imminent death did not occur to the girl)

The girl, feeling motivated, pulls the man up, bends over to reveal her mainstream bank to the man, and asks him to pound her harder... The old man, with his last straw of strength struggles to impress and bangs slowed but faintly steadily...

As the girl pushes hard, and shouts F**k me Harder! F**k me Harder!! F**k me Harder!!! The man increases his pace in response and shouts Ayam o! Ayam o!! Ayam oooooooo!!!.......... Until he dropped dead.

When Buhari came to power, he still considered himself as a strong General, who can perform better than a younger Jonathan.

The more his supporters shout "Sai baba! Sai baba!! Sai baba!!!" the more he wants to prove himself as an old General.

The excitement for power and the use of force overshadowed his reasoning that he forgot to take notice of his age and strength...

They Sai babaad him until he fell asleep and couldn't wake up again.

©Fabulouski

Nixiepie:
Is not edible joor

Meat wey dem don chop finish na it u de speak English for. Smh

StupidYorubaFool:
you get eyes walai..
E be like say she be graduate for uniBorn

Hahaha
Almost all their ladies graduate from that very Uni

seguno2:


They are permanently pregnant.

That was hot!

Just negodu her tummy.
Akwa Ibom women with big belle

Rubbish Doctrine. They'll soon change
Naso Deeper bin nor de gri buy TV put for house but now almost all their branches and houses get TV and satellites.
Christians should flee from church doctrines.

The last time she cheated on me I just held the door open for her to leave for good!
Can't stand the thought of her whining on another man's d**k.

Chayee!!
Na now I know say I no go school

Too much sowing of seed and launching.
Some seeds don't grow. Be wise!

DeepFriedPuff:
uhm . I aspire to be number 3. The vengeful side doh

Number 2 is a no. My booty isn't big but it doesn't have to be.
There is no1 form of beauty

Rihanna ,Ceirra,Brandy, Kelly Rowland dont have em and their freaking beautiful

And Nikki manaj does and it's less than appealing no shade Nikki! I love u!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Really like your choice
Those nipples though

Josmila:


Without his name in your mouth you got toothache

Did I call you?
Josmila Buhari

Buhari! Buhari!! Buhari!!!
How many times I call u?

Idydarling:
after then, what?

We get married and keep making babies!!

Idydarling:
pretty baby, must be troublesome for the mum, i want to carry my own bby Lord, but bring the father first

I'm here for you dear.
Come let's make babies!!