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Lalas247:
aww damn shame I can't blush lol nah I'm good thanks
Just chilling .. what r u up2

I was thinking it was going to be another boring weekend until I you found you here--you light up my heart

Lalas247:

How have you been , radiant beauty?

hopefulLandlord:
I don't believe he aimed for he leg "at a distance" cuz its almost impossible to hit the leg from a distance, depending on what "distance" is, the only way one can hit a leg is actually from close range, that's because at 60 or more feet even the best shooters have about 85% chance of totally missing the target, mind you such a shooter isn't aiming for leg or hands but an entire body! and the accuracy rate gets worse when the target is a moving one, shooting guns isn't like they show in action movies in which main characters hit the target 100% of the time while his adversaries that number hundreds can't hit even one

I want to believe he was close and definitely not from distance OR the policeman actually aimed for anywhere and the bullet hit the target in the leg

I believe the policeman was close by. I also believe he deliberately aimed for the leg. The "gallant" policeman who threw himself at the armed policeman risking his own life proves the Nigerian police have been deliberately selective in applying the law

vanida6:
but waz wrong wit Dp or did u find me naaked there

Your ass is fúck-worthy.

Lalas247:
We are not surprised
So he shot himself in the leg .... I see

You saw it the way I did.

Islie:
An armed policeman who saw what was happening, aimed at Magaji from a distance and shot him in the leg.



http://sunnewsonline.com/policeman-goes-berserk-shoots-self-threatens-to-kill-cp/

Police in Nigeria will aim at the head, torso or chest of peaceful protesters. They will shoot to kill innocent rioting students who are armless or a commercial bus driver for refusing to be extorted.

But in the case of their own armed criminal who was shooting sporadically, THEY AIMED AT THE LEG. and even risk their lives to disarm him unprotected.

Devils in black

JARUSHUB:
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Stomach Acid Can Dissolve Metal

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Weight Affects Ability to Conceive

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Men Also Have a Biological Clock

Age can affect a man’s ability to conceive, it might not be as profound an effect like with women, but it’s an effect to consider nonetheless. Recently, researchers at Bristol and Brunel universities evaluated 8,500 couples to determine the impact of age on the length of time it takes to conceive. They discovered that while only 8 percent of the men failed to impregnate their partner after a year of trying, the number grew to 15 percent after age 35. Considering factors like the fact that a man’s sexual drive drops with age causing the frequency of sexual intercourse to drop, the study suggests that paternal age can also affect a couple’s ability to conceive.

After Eating Too Much, Your Hearing is Less Sharp

Surprising right? Another reason why you should avoid eating too much.

Birth Control Choices Have Fertility Implications

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Source: http://www.opinions.ng/5-basic-facts-know-human-body/

cc: Lalasticlala, Mynd44

Men have biological click? Even at 35? Welcome to the age of scientific propaganda tailored to please certain gender activists.

tosin400:
Controversial US trained, Nigerian journalist Kemi Olunloyo.

Kemi who was released Last month from Port Harcourt prison after spending 81 days in detention.

Recall that the daughter of former governor of Oyo State, Victor Omololu Olunloyo, was remanded in prison for purportedly publishing materials believed to have defamed an influential cleric, Pastor David Ibiyeomie, of the Salvation Ministries in Port Harcourt.

She took it to her social media pages to blast Biafrans and their leader, Nnamdi Kanu. According to her, what happened in July 1966 is not something anyone will pray for to happen again.


See below:


Source: http://www.flexygist.net/2017/06/30/biafrans-are-so-dumb-controversial-nigerian-journalist-kemi-olunloyo-blows-hot/

The pure-bred retárd is looking for another means to be in the limelight after being shut out of civilisation for 81 days.

Nice strategy.

Tequilah:
Rule 1 of the posting rules states clearly 'Please post all threads in the right section, and don't derail threads by posting off topic.' You are merely seeking for another excuse to repost further insults by inventing your own definition of rule 1. It seems you forgot I told you to get off my mentions.

Attn mods: This is another breach of Rule 2 by this character named Shroud.

dude, STFU and stop nagging like a menopausal hag. Lawd!!!

The way you keep having a penchant to quote every post and nag like a housewife give credence to the suspicion you're an alternate trying to do damage control.

You have derailed this thread bad enough. Get out with your trivialities and end this.

Phew! So many male-madams walking around with scrotum

Thesurvivor:
June 17th to 21th: The scariest story ever

This story is a real life story. It happened to me. (Names have been changed in this story for security reasons.

My name Is Rex. (Not my real name), I work as a sales person for an alternative energy company. Our office is located at a major industrialised location in Port Harcourt. The money I was earning wasn't much, so I wanted to start a business on the side to supplement my income. I have been making plans to start a side business. I started my present work just 4 months back and I haven't saved enough money to start the side business. But then, I had a joint account with my dad. I haven't been operating this account, but recently, due to my dad's health condition, I was the only one who could operate the account.
So, weeks earlier, I went to the bank to ask for the statement of account. I saw that the account had a little more than 2 million naira in balance. I had then called my eldest brother to ask if I could borrow money from I and my dad's joint account, since he was now the head of the family. He refused me, saying that I should try to build capital from my salary.

Fast forward to June 17th. I left my house for work by 8am or so. We usually worked Saturdays because our target customers are usually available during weekends. That afternoon, I and my colleague were supposed to handle an interview of new junior sales persons that would be in my colleague's branch when she was out marketing.

At about 12 noon that day, I recieved a WhatsApp message from our General Manager from Lagos. He sent me a name and a number to call. He said that the man (one Chief Amadi) needed street lighting done for him. I told him that I'll contact the man. I called the man and introduced myself. After introductions, he started giving me directions on how to meet him. He said he was located near Igurita, Rivers State. Igurita is a 35 to 40 minutes drive from Port Harcourt. I was a little scared, especially since I was going alone, but I have gone marketing alone to other areas besides, I wanted to make the sale so as to meet my monthly target.

So, with my office light on and my small rechargeable lamp plugged in the socket, I locked the office and went to see Cheif Amadi.

I reached Igurita about an hour later and called the man. He said he was sending a driver to pick me up. I waited for another 25 to 30 minutes before the driver arrived. The driver called me and asked where I was. I told him I was standing inside a filing station at the Igurita market junction. I also told him what I was wearing. He insisted that I should cross the road and meet him where he was. I crossed the road, saw him and we entered his car.

As we were going, he picked up a woman, dropped her and later picked up an elderly man and also dropped him. He collected money from them as a taxi driver would. (Later however, I would get to understand that those were prearranged passengers.)

We have been driving for about 20 minutes now, and I started getting suspicious. I asked the driver how much further the place was. He said it was a few more minutes away. I was skeptical, so I called the "chief Amadi". He reassured me that we were on the right track that we were going to do rural electrification for them. On hearing that, my confidence returned. I felt like I have already met my target for the month. We drove for another 10 to 15 minutes and entered Igbo Eche, then drove another 5 minutes or so and entered a place the driver said was Achara. He entered a very long, lonely untared road with thick bushes on either side. We drove on this road for about 1 or 2 minutes, then the car slowed down and stopped.

Five or six men started coming out from the left side of the bush. I immediately sensed that this was a kidnapping and I opened the door and tried to escape, but one of them braced the door. I pushed and ran. I didn't get more than 2 meters before they grabbed me. The held me by my waist, covered and tied my eyes with a clothe, then they pushed and pulled me deep into the forest. As they were shoving me, they told me that someone has already paid for me to be killed. They took me along into the forest and we kept walking for about 2 minutes beating me all the while, then they stopped suddenly. Forced me to sit down and tore my shirt and singlet.

They told me that one Alahaji wanted kidney. That unless I provided 6 million naira between that time (about 2 pm) and 6pm that they would kill me and sell my kidney to the Alahaji. I begged and begged. All fell on deaf ears. They started talking about the Alahaji and another person (Odogwu) and deliberating who among the two would pay higher for the kidney. Before long, I heard them on the phone with Alahaji, I didn't hear what was been said, but I was certain that I was gone.

They asked me to call people I know who could save me. I called my siblings, called my employer and colleagues and told them that I was been held and that they would sell my kidney by 6pm if I didn't provide them with 6 million naira.

After a while, others left taking my ATM card and pin. Two men were left to guard me. They started asking me lots of questions to know who I was. I told them that I was a Jehovah's Witness. They asked me several questions, and I kept my cool in answering even smiling at times. I told them that I could provide them with 2 million naira. I told them that was what I was sure of. I also told them that it was a joint account with my dad. They said that can't collect 2 million when some people could pay as much as 11 million for kidney. I begged and begged for them to collect the 2 million as that was all I had.

They called my eldest brother and I told him about the account and that it had some money in it. He said that he couldn't access the account. That it was on I or my dad that could access the account. And my dad was bedridden. I begged him to get my sick dad to do it no matter how he did it.

I lay in the bush with my bare skin, only wearing my trouser till night came. I knew it was night because of the insect and bird sounds and the cool weather. They stood me up, untied my legs and took me to an uncompleted building. As I was entering, I heard the voice of a northerner. I frooze! So, this was it. I kept praying to Jehovah. I prayed that he save my life and also prayed to him that even if I was to die, let him please remember me in his kingdom.
I said this prayer throughout my Kidnapping, severally, maybe a hundred times or more.

They pushed me forward, and I entered the room. They laid me on the floor. I was afraid as never before. They were discussing in low tones and I didn't get what they were saying. (Their language is a distant variation of Igbo language. Thus I could make out a few words and sentences, but not always) After about an hour, they dragged me up and took me into the forest. I was sure they wanted to kill me now. I started singing our Kingdom Songs (worship songs) and praying. After about 10 minutes of walking, we came to a room. The room had rug on the floor. They lay me down. All of them, about 5 or 6, crowded the room and they slept near the door. That night, I tried untieing the ropes and espaping, but the ropes used to tie my hands and legs were stiff.

Later that night, I heard the cry of a baby. I thought their neighbour must be a family man. I was wrong. The baby cry lasted for about 15 to 20 seconds then stopped. Later that night, I heard the man in that other room reciting incantations and humming ominous sounds. That was when I realised that I was near a ritual ground. My fear intensified.

In the morning (Sunday morning) they took me into the bush. I was still blind folded all this while. I sat on the floor, with my hands and feet tied. Under the rain and sun I sat in the bush throughout this Sunday. I sat there till night fall, then they spread a carton on the floor and I slept on it.

On Monday, they contacted my brother and told him to bring the money putting it inside 2 big loaves of bread. Meanwhile, as I was to learn later, my brother was already in Port Harcourt working with a brother in law and the police on getting me back. Somehow, that Monday, they finished late, and the kidnappers were told that the money was delayed by the bank because the money was a large sum. But the truth was that the police were trying to track the criminals. On that Monday, I received horrible beatings and was made to talk to my people, blaming them for my death. They used machete, tree branches and bear fists to hit me severally. Somehow, I survived Monday. They told me Tuesday was my last day. If nothing happened that by evening, they would kill me.

That Tuesday I made frantic calls as I have never made before. (They place the call and push the phone to my ear, and I was blindfolded all the time). And to make things worse, if I was told to say something on phone and I said something similar but not the exact same words, they'll slap me with machete and tree branches. I thank God the machete didn't tilt in their hands and cut my head.

My brother later called that he was at Ngor Okpala junction (where they had told him to come) with the money. They dispatched some men to go and collect the ransom. I waited for maybe 2 hours, then the men returned with news that they have collected the money. I was worried because I didn't see my brother or hear from him. I was certain that they had collected the money and killed him. Also, the way they were talking in low tones made me more certain of that. I asked them about my brother, their answers weren't corresponding. So I started crying that they've killed my brother.

After crying for about an hour or two, I was thirsty.( The first day, they gave me satchet water. The second day, bread and soft drink. The third day was rice with very little water - one - tenth of a cup.) So, after crying, I was very thirsty. I was certain that after collecting the money, they also wanted to kill me and my brother to sell our organs and maximise their gains. I was certain of this but I was too thirsty to care, so I asked for water. They gave me a drugged water. After taking it, I slept. When I woke up, I was high on I drug. My mind couldn't function properly. I was unable to coordinate. I was numb and unresponsive.

At night, they carried me through a forest onto a waiting bike. They gave orders to the bike man and another man climbed behind me to hold me. I was sure they were taking me to Alahaji finially. After driving for about 20 minutes, the bike man stopped. The man behind pushed me down and asked me to start walking. I started walking not knowing where I was going. They drove away. It was all like a dream. I walked for about 10 minutes in one direction and decided to return in the other direction. The scenery was the same. I was lost in a forest.

I was confused and the drug was very strong on me. In amidst the confusion and drugged feeling, I lay down in the darkness on the road and slept.

I woke up felling clear headed and realised that I was really in a forest and that it was no dream. When I woke up, it was still dark. So I imagined that I had slept that night, through the morning, afternoon and then woken up at night the next day. I started wondering "So, no one passed this road the entire day so as to wake me up? That means this is really a deserted forest." I became really frantic to find a house or any village settlement. I walked in one direction for several minutes and then I smelled something. It was the smell of weed. The same type smoked by my kidnappers. I immediately reversed and started running in the opposite direction. My legs were hurting me really bad, but I kept on.

While walking, I saw a torchlight beaming in the forest. I was told by my kidnappers not to mention that I was kidnapped to strangers, else, the person might kidnapp me again seeing that I'm vulnerable. So, I wanted to avoid seeing anybody in this lonely bush. The torchligh went off and was off for several minutes. When I didn't see the light again, I came out from hidding and started walking fast. I was still walking when a vigilante man shouted "Run and I shoot!". I stopped, raised my hands and walked towards him. He started calling out to other vigilante men. They all started coming out from the bush, about 5 or 6 of them. They started shouting that I was a theif and murderer and that they were going to kill me. They started flogging me with their machetes all over my head and body.

I was trying to calm them down and tell them that I am a salesman and that I was kidnapped. They wouldn't listen and continued beating me. They later asked me to provide a number for them to confirm. I called my elder brother's number. It rang twice, but he wasn't picking. They asked me to sit on the floor. I did. They now saw the deep cuts in my ankles as a result of being tied up for 3 days with wire. They then started to believe that I was kidnapped. They started asking me how it happened. I told them everything. They took me to their lodge, and gave me water to bath. They later told me that it was early in the morning (around 3 am) and not evening as had earlier presumed.

In the morning, they gave me food to eat and contacted my family who in turn called the Police. The Police, SARS and Anti-Kidnapping Unit came at about 9 or 10 am. After documenting and videoing me the way I was, and asking me some questions, they took me with them to their office in Port Harcourt for debriefing.

All Thanks To Almighty God, Jehovah.

THE END

these thoughts couldn't stop running through my head:

1) Your brother refused you borrowing money from your account you had with your father.

2) He actually brought the money in person to the location where the kidnappers directed, not leaving it in a stipulated location and walked away.

3) they had called your boss and pretended they were genuine clients

Someone close to you who knew you had 2 million in your possession set you up!

laudate:
Huh? You were asked to provide proof, and you responded with ...... this?? What a pity.

This one is even worse than the poo of a poorly fed dog.

TheUmbra:
Please Sir, Warri is not an Urhobo town. Even though they're largely responsible for its squalor. Warri remains an Itsekiri town, with a recognised first class king, the Olu of Warri.

it was an error. These igbe worshipers are vagabonds having no first class king in a first ass town in delta state

QueenSuccubus:


U eehhn..

I wudnt deny but iamsinz is one of the sex symbols here on NL
And i wudnt mind having a *wild thoughts* abt him..

I slept very early lastnyt so i didnt had a chance to see his enticing body

AHCB:
Hey Fearle z, I read the bolded and...

Brother, check the emboldened...I find those grammatical flubs even less derisory than what she's trying to sell.

Interesting. I think the social stigmatisation, isolationism and discrimination of albinos have made them to become socially un-evolved, insecure, anxious and severely damaged in social skills.

The problem with this article is that it seeks to moralise the dubious act of the Nigeria police force.

The question is what reason does the police have in stopping the vehicle? There must be a reason for a police officer to pull a car aside off the road and ask to see the trunk!

Only in Nigeria do you have police standing on the highway pulling cars randomly hoping to find an expired vehicle paper or personal effects with no receipts. That is witch-hunting and abuse of police powers.

The stop and search routine of the Nigeria police force that has become normal in Nigeria is nothing but harassment and intimidation of motorists in the hopes of looking for bribe money.

No where else in the world do police just start stopping cars for search without a reason. The Nigeria police do not mind looking stupid and foolish in pursuit of bribe and extortion.

Daboomb:
I knew this post was a "Kite" being flown by some supporters of Evans the Kidnapper. (Mr. Chukwudi Onwuamadike, a native of Nnewi, Anambra State, in the South East of Nigeria).




Gov. Ambode is not just signing the Bill into law today, it has been done since! Long before Evans and his gang were captured

If you notice, you will see that the poster did not STATE THE DATE the Governor of Lagos State, signed the Bill into Law!
The plan was to plant doubt in the mind of Nigerians, that the law was just signed and as such, will not apply to Evans.
They will then start to mount pressure on our Judiciary, to spare Evans, claim the law cannot be applied retroacively, as already being claimed by "Family of Kidnappers"!
He wont be the first and he wont be the last.


Below is a quote from one of the victims of Evans, after collecting a whooping $1,000,000 from him, only to threaten his wife and daughter and collected another $200,000!
Making a total of One Million, Two Hundred thousand Dollars! From one single person!!




Anyone in support of this bunch of criminals, needs to be identified and PUBLICLY STONED.
All the lies Evans and his wife has been cooking in other to escape Justice, has fallen apart.
Infact, his Mother, Father, Wife and Brothers all knew and tacitly participated, supported and financially benefited from this criminal kidnaping Enterprise and they should all get Life Imprisonment, while Evans and his immediate gang MUST ALL get the Death Penalty.

Anything less, we shall look for Evans and make sure he gets PUBLIC Justice: DEATH and no less.
Olori'buruku!

Exactly my point about the poster trying to use the date of the law to create ambiguity. The OP is trying to test if there could be a legal leeway for Evans' escape. That's what I was pointing out before the Analphabetismus called free2rime came charging like a sedated chimp.

Even if we do grant the law was only just passed after the act, armed robbery attracts the death penalty too so I don't see Evans escaping that one through any legal dribble.

free2rime:
Morron

Why are you pitying if you are not related?

pitying? Can you point me to any part of my posts that remotely infer pity on Evans?

My highlight was focused on the misleading header and cheap attempt at publicity.
But you're a bloody dyslexic idiot whose cognitive ability is as weak as your father's penís.

free2rime:
You feel pained. Are you related to Evans?

You must have the brain power of a druged laboratory gorrila putting that kind of question before me.

Another Evans opportunistic thread seeking cheap publicity. A misleading title and old statute already passed by the Lagos state house of assembly.

Aderola15:
Sisi bbstar, you could move on to resetting his mind when you're done with yours.

Cold, deadly, vicious and brilliant, unyielding to falsity, like the strike from a cobra's fangs

habgito:
Ghanaian Nigerian Actress, Yvonne Nelson goes topless in new picture.

She shared it on her social media page, and wrote "A Pic for the walls"


Yvonne Equals goals

NEWS VIA: http://www.jamienaija.com/2017/06/yvonne-nelson-goes-topless-in-new-photo.html

Shoulders like a man's.

AHCB:
I agree. But still, i've seen women who are calm, spontaneous etc when dealing with their husband's side chic. Some have actually mastered the act of living with their husband's infidelity, unlike some, who go into spontaneous combustion and make an active volcano out of it.

yes, but not in direct confrontation with the side chick. Virtual or real.

lalasticlala:
http://www.pulse.ng/celebrities/tonto-dikeh-exclusive-actress-reveals-she-paid-her-own-bride-price-id6875482.html

Now i know this girl actually smokes weed and the residue never left her brain

AHCB:
Yea, but still you still can't help but nod at the wife's trolling ability. [b][/b]

if it's cooked up then there's none.

The calmness and spontaneity (all processing of the information about her husband's infidelity, recollection and responses are within 1 minute, some within seconds) doesn't add up to the situation at all.

AHCB:
Honestly, some girls are just not well. Though I love the way the wife used reverse psychology on her. Classic way of showing she's a troll.

Cc: shroud
TheUmbra
TSOM
FTrebirth.

Don't you guys believe there's a small amount of troll in everyone?

seems rehearsed to me.

Another blogshit from penny-hungry bloggers.

olisaokere:
ANIOMA is NOT an Ethnic group.Like you said,the term A.N.I.O.M.A is a coinage and refers to the number of local government indigenous to igbo peoples of delta state and this includes ANIOCHA,NDOKWA,IKA,OSHIMMILI and the OMA which means GOOD in English Language.Now this term ANIOMA which means GOOD LAND was coined by Late Chief Osadebay from Asaba which he used to describe the igbo people of delta state that has other ethnic groups sharing same delta state with the Igbos..so please disregard any group or persons who tell you that anioma is an ethnic group.Only the mischievous people are the ones who would come to tell you that anioma is an ethnic group.

Thanks for educating that illiterate trying to don a professor's garb.

fratermathy:
You guys are only making your ethnicity and cause look ridiculous here. You have no case whatsoever here.

I am not afraid, neither am I too obliged to be politically correct to tell you that urhobos like you are the pariahs of delta state.


A backwater dweller like you has the effrontery to rebrand people's identity because Nairaland allows you easy access to large readership.

Na thunder go barb your pubic hairs.