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Best law ever! El rufai na boss! All these useless pastors and imams should stop disturbing the peace!

"Owu" and dis guy were in love back then!

Purist:
That post you quoted was copied from another forum. Actually, it's a merge of two different posts from the same thread. Why do our people do this? So irritating.

Merciless nabbing!!!

Rottymy1:
Let's know how much you spend on breakfast daily. Thanks

How romantic!





#_twat!

mamagee3:
[color=deeppink]Hi all, why do men take advantage of women?[/color]

Low! Go and ask your father!

igivefuck4free:
We all know a wife can't just bring a family, not even a friend, to stay over for few days without consulting the husband first.... Now base on the society we are, as an African, wives are generally submissive to their husbands. So is it appropriate for an husband to bring a friend from another city (or friends from anywhere) who called that he's coming to stay two days in their house to execute a project in their city without first seeking approval from the wife? And if he seeks her approval and the wife says no or not this time, what should he do?

So na because I wan show do 3 days na him you run go create this walaha thread abi? No vex I go stay hotel! Make I no cause una divorce!

Those 2 homies be like................




"This ruling ape get taste sha!"

That deziani is nothing but a thieving arrogant witch! She must be docked 1 day!



Interpol loading!

sugarbelly:
smitten man...love in the air

That kogi governor son still dey rape you so? Or una don settle?

DonDemu:
I am Yunusa,
Yes, I am that Yunusa Yellow.

I'm from Kano State, in the Northern Nigeria, a region described, "a predominantly Muslim". I'm 18 years old as you have been hearing around, though I'm not sure about it. In fact, I don't know if I look a bad boy in the view and judgement of some people. But, I'm, to my knowledge, a good boy as I have been raised by my respectable parent.
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Fate had it that my path would be luckily crossed by a blessed and beautiful teen, called Ese who, would later have her name changed to Aisha after she had embraced Islam. She is from Bayelsa State, in the Southern Nigeria, predominantly Christian area. She is 17 years old and very attractively blossomed. God has decreed that we would meet at a point of time and at a place, and we really had met. We met some years back. When we came in contact, I was a Keke-NaAPEP driver, carrying goods and delivering passengers to their destination and running some errands as well. As God has decreed it, I got close to this young and lovely flower and she, in appreciation of my care, took me a brother and also a friend. We formed an intimate relationship. We would spend many hours having a nice chat and a captivating conversation, at different periods and places. We discussed at length and in depth. Any moment we met, we felt overjoyed and wished not to let go of each other. We, consequently and according to the force of love, fall in love with each other. Love? Yes, Love—but a forbidden love. Forbidden love is what, we felt for each other, should be aptly called, because, she was by then a Christian and I'm a Muslim. She is from the South and I'm from the North. The two religions and two regions that have seemingly been at loggerheads and living with each other in contempt. However, we continued to live and enjoy our love, against our immiscible and warring backgrounds. Our souls connected. "That moment," I must say, "had been the remarkable and greatest days of our life—may be of our total period for existence."
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As time goes on, our love gets stronger and our hearts grow fonder. Attachment got deep. We started to do away with our definite and cultural differences, I showed her respect and she did me the same. I did never insult her, her family, her peaple, her faith or tradition. We lived in peace. Unexpectedly, she came to me, one day, and told me that she wished to become a Muslim. I got terribly confused, because I never made a move to have her renounced her faith and we actually seldom talked about religion in our frequent conversations. She insisted on me, but I didn't know how to go about it or what I could do to make her understand the gravity of her decision upon herself and our clandestine relationship as well. I lost my energy and power to make a decision.
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My lovely angel, was so serious about it that, before I knew it, she had told her parent. But they were not happy with the idea and were not ready to buy it at any cost. They didn't welcome it. They told her that she should better give up that dream of becoming a Muslim or she be punished for it. She must comply with their stand, otherwise she face the wrath of the family. They considered the idea a disgrace and shame to the name of the family. But, my sweetheart, being lost to her dream, stuck to her decision and took heed not of her parent's clear and irrevocable order. Problems, then, started to descend upon her at a magnitude and frequency of heavy rainfall. I felt guilty of seeing my love in turmoil, struggling with a traumatizing hardship, making no effort to stem it. My soul was badly bruised, my eyes cried and my heart bled, all for what my sweety was going through. Finally, I made my mind, out of deep and strong love, to end the persistent and precarious predicament I caused her. I decided to leave the State and come back to my State, a hard and painful decision which, to my thinking, would be the best way to entrench peace for ourselves. However, deep inside me I had been hearing so many voices, calls and messages that I had no option but to ignore, for our betterment. I cried incessantly and bitterly like I lost my Ese to the Angel of Death. And Leaving her alone, I thought, in that situation, is like leaving her to live in sweet dungeon with her body eaten each and every day by cannibalistic creatures. I went with my idea, anyway.
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I told her that I was leaving her and her state, to my state, because I could not anymore see her going through this cycle of torture and persecution, because of me. She said, "Okay, but I'm leaving with you. I can't stay here without you. I love you. I love Islam. I love to live with you. I'm no longer a part of here, because they don't love what I love and they have decided to torment me for it. They are my parent, my family. Yes. And I dearly love them. But I cannot continue with them," Tears had already made a river beneath our feet. Crying we did like we were thrown into the hellfire. I finally regained my troubled self and I said to her, "We are leaving together then. I can't allow you to live in perpetual pain of such a huge weight and enormity. Christian, or Muslim, whatever you are, I must save you from the trauma of indifference an meanness. Get ready. Tomorrow, we are leaving to a safer, serener and lovelier place where we would live the way we are and the way we want," So it happened. We left the State!
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God knew that I didn't kidnap Ese. I didn't compel her to leave with me. She followed me at her own will because she could not stand the music of humiliation and desertion played for her by her family. And after we came to Kano, I made Ese feel at home, I explained everything to my family and they fortunately understood me. I got peacefully relieved. Later on, she confronted me again with the issue of conversion to Islam. She took the Shahada, out of her own volition and asked for a Muslim name and Aisha was conferred on her. I didn't force her to accept Islam. And since we loved each other, we therefore decided to get married and live as a husband and wife. We got married. I didn't put a pressure on her to marry me; rather the love she had for me did it. Aisha, my love, has been the loveliest being to happen to me and I will love her forever. As long as we live, our souls will continue to luxuriate in the same cup and our love will unstoppably go on to fly in the air, free and everlasting.

I don't know where my love is at the moment, but I feel her presence and the grandest self of her filling the space I have occupied.
SIGNED
Yunusa Yellow, The Oppressed!

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I am detained, accused of what I never committed and being deprived of seeing my love and smelling her scent; kept in a cell like a bird in a cage, enslaved and separated from the vastness of the world. However, my innocence has been my companion.

"Dondemu" the o.p is actually "Yunusa napep!"

What sort of thread is this? See as logic and excrement dey smooch each other all over the place!

'Boko haram' vs 'o.p.c' touts season 1!!!

ideatoprince18:
hhh

HHH?


You no dey shame?

redcap:
The African no.1 blogger has just boasted that she might be single but capable of buying any man if she wish,also declares she's worth over $1billion .

Fake account filled with tripe! Sharpen up boy!






# $1billion my ass!

What sort of nonsense is this "looter vandross" called bukky saying like this? So you get mouth sef?


I blame "cct and efcc" for dulling sha!

And its a goooaallll!

Superb strike by "Yunusa the malo banger!"

This nigger no dey tire to wail over dust?

Abeg god, grant dis homeboy some sort of employment soon! Abeg sir!

Abeg make dis ese and her useless keke napep lover comot for road make person hear word!


Meanwhile that yellow police woman be like wetin go sweet to "nack" oh! Abeg make my true players confirm am with likes or shares make e no be like say man na solo pervert!

Rotex! You been connect rivers state own at all? NO! So how you want make boys take you serious?

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Jimi sef! Borrow pose gone wrong!


Why you bin no ping dasuki those days for alert? Anyway you can as well go and hala ebele the rich buffoon! He may actually care about your plight enuff to spare some change!


Ode!!!

Chai! Unfortunately dis 14 year old babe don collect the kind penetration wey even 50 year old oloshos never jam!


That bastard called yunusa needs to be shot in the face for peace to reign! I wonder why these mallams only love young _pussy sef?

9ja4show:
My friend shut up

Normally I don't even bother to reply confused lazy ipob swine such as yourself but its been a while since i decapitated _stupid, misled, _sperm drinking teenage fools like you!



Now if you are pained? And are also ready to be made an example of, quote me with your vapid and senseless retort to this reply I have given you! And you will learn the meaning of a "vitriol shower"!


Hopeless descendant of a cursed demon!

I grew up in a united country and I also intend to die in one!



_FUCK BIAFRA and your olosho loving ape of a leader a.k.a kanu the coward!



Naija 4 life!

Dis efcc sef no get sense! Perpetual _fuck ups!

Buhari never jam! If care is not taken this his "embarrassment" will soon turn to "disgrace"!


The fear of naija civil servants or villa officials is the beginning of any reasonable presidents wisdom!

Even metuhs lawyer, wife and children would find this his lame excuse as funny as I just did!

Orikinla:
Dear Nigerians, I know that millions of you who supported and voted for the election of President Muhammadu Buhari of the new ruling party, All Progressives Congress (APC) are already disappointed by the misfortunes you are seeing today, because your great expectations for positive change have become like dreams full of nightmares. And the state of uncertainty has left you in a state of anxiety and angst. Only few of the federal ministers look capable of really being efficient. The others are full of apologies and excuses. They are waiting for the approval of the national budget before they can function very well. But they have been collecting their salaries, attending events and taking selfies like celebrities; and then they send their errand boys and girls to post them on Nairaland, Facebook, Twitter and Instagram, competing for Likes and Shares with the movie stars and music stars. But our public primary and secondary schools, federal colleges of education, polytechnics and universities are in terrible state while the Hon. Minister of Education is still day dreaming and His Excellency and peers send their children to Ivy League schools in the UK, US and other developed countries. Only their children deserve good education? Our public health centres and hospitals are not good enough for His Excellency, President Buhari and his cabinet and so they are always flying overseas on medical trips and wasting billions of naira that should be spent on improving our health centres and hospitals. Our airports are still smelling of poo and our motorparks have no toilets. Should I continue or should I join them in their childish and foolish blame game? Continue to blame former President Goodluck Jonathan for the big mess he left behind for the new government or blame the APC that was not prepared to take over the national government? The scandalous first national budget of the APC government is the handwriting on the wall and the message is clear for us that if we don't hold them accountable now, they are going to fail us. N10 billion to build new official houses for the Speaker and Senate President! N10 billion will build two mega shopping malls that will create more than 1, 000 new jobs for Nigerians in need of jobs. A scandalous national budget is enough to sack the principal officials in the Ministry of Finance, but instead of addressing their gross incompetence, the President is looking for scapegoats when he should first look at the man in the mirror and ask himself, "Am I the Nigerian Dream?". No sir, you are not our Nigerian Dream. But please, don't be our Nigerian Nightmare. Nigerians have seen enough horrors and we don't want to see anymore! We need change, but not a fraudulent change. Let us pray...

My friend be sorry for yourself!

Wetin dis useless drug dealer dey yarn sef! Abeg bros go answer the FBI's clarion call and stop forming concerned citizen here!

N5000? Beer and peppersoup money na him make all dis old men and sufferhead youths dey bark? Abeg make una leave buhari to think of better tings!


Creation of jobs and boosting the private sector should be prioritised over this chicken change!








**sips chilled gulder while exhaling hot mary jane**