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Opintiwa:Na the same mama and papa born the two and na disgrace like this be all of their end game... |
This is the standard and well-deserved end for everyone who seeks to reap from where they haven't sown or cut corners to get rich. Disgrace and shame will always be their portion including our evil politicians. The baboon isn't crying because he regrets or is truly sorry for his actions, but because he got caught and shamed. Idiotic youths wey no crawl before dem begin to run... You can imagine how many innocent and legitimate hustlers this idiot go don use him fake like and display of obscene blood money send on the "depression" lane. Not to talk of people girlfriends, daughters, and future wives wey him go don scatter... Foolish big for nothing lazy demon. |
May the enemies of Nigeria and the poor citizens continue to turn against one another until they cancel out themselves.... |
What a cooler of rice can not change does not exist... Signed, Garrulous and gluttonous FFK |
Attention seeker.. It's becoming clearer that what happened to your leg was no accident but a well-deserved reward. Mouthing off about 2 bedroom apartment... |
Broken record from ingrates. Nigeria is not easy, Europe is not easy, America is not easy, Canada is not easy... Kill yourselves and go find out if heaven or hell will be easy for you. Lazy, entitled pricksss Always complaining and never finding anything to be grateful for about life... These sort of people and mentality not only disgusts me, but they also end up very limited in life... |
Great job by the police man.... Idiot.... This is certainly Haiti.... The country is the true definition of a hell-hole.. |
See the mortal kombat kangaroo face like BATolomeeew face.... ![]() Only say this kangaroo grab muscles and dey healthy pass am.... |
Let's all keep hoping for the best. The next 2-3 years after the elections will be very very critical and hopefully, supporters of the eventual winner will be proud, bold, and able to beat their chests both online and offline. This is what I term responsibility and accountability for actions or inactions. If your candidate wins and you complain or curse at him and his policies, you'd be cursing at yourself directly and indirectly. |
Nigerians sabi bastardize words sha.. Reno and chieftain of PDP in the same sentence? Una no well |
The stage is pleasantly set to reciprocate the same gesture to the Northern version of the militants a.k.a repentant Boko Haram terrorists in a Federal character way. How una wan take complain. A joke of a country. Na this country Zelenski the comedian suppose dey preside over because we are indeed the comedy central of the world... |
The picture of this building aptly depicts everything, Nigeria. A house with a faulty or zero foundation can never keep a stand. Simple logic. |
Make the revelations and mudslingings begin among you, evil thieves. May you all disgrace yourselves and your lineages to the entertainment of the citizens whose lives your kleptocracy has destroyed. Enemies of State and the masses. |
DaddyFreeze2020:Thanks for your submission, so cool. However, isn't okay for us to also copy and accept the fact that a gay priest isn't a demon after all and must be allowed with respect to stand on the pulpit to teach 'God's' word? In my opinion, our copy copy as you have tried to admonish needs to be holistic and encompassing. Thank you, sir.... ![]() |
henrimoto:Hahahhaha...i like tori well well oh...lol |
oyebanji44:Your word-count no reach 100 oh. We dey monitor una online work oh... Don't you see how your mates posted? Your appointment won't be terminated at the end of this month. ![]() |
RikudoSennin:War games... |
Adjovi:You got the drill... |
obembet: |
rottennaija:And you honestly believe NATO and the US haven't been directly involved in this war from the onset? You sincerely believe Ukraine has been resisting Putin's denazificaion and demilitarization exercise all by themselves? Everyone is getting MAD (Mutually Assured Destruction) according to Putin which has been the case economically. Lol |
Wow...inspirational...thanks, for sharing. I often tell people this: most occurrences, bitter or sweet, aren't by mistake. They were meant to happen in actualizing our life's design and purpose, and subsequently go on to define what would make up our life's history. I had to go back digging for this personal story I had shared a long time ago on an almost similar thread... Enjoy... NB I am sharing the story below as a result of the op's and his ilk's unruly attack on me and my submission just to make them see life from a different perspective and understand from what point my advice was made... Growing up in the standard Lagos face me I slap you setting in Mafoluku Oshodi when the Military boys held sway in Nigeria, most of the matures here or history savvy's would understand how hopeless and depressing the economy and general standard of living was at this time. Now, daddy and mummy had chosen to manufacture 11 of us as kids, and I'd be saddled with the onerous task of being the Nigerian "first son" with loads of expectations from me on finding a way to alleviate the family's situation and by extension better the lots of kids I had been brought into the world with at my parents' behest and not because I had chosen to come to them. You can at best imagine daddy, mum, we the kids, and a cousin living with us then having to jostle for a space in a two-room living space from a sixteen-room face me I face you living set up. Not able to wrap my mind around the kind of life I had been born into and in the quest to better mine and my family's lot, I decided I was going to quit school, find a way to travel abroad, and go hustle for my family. Before then, a bachelor neighbor Oli, had chosen our house as the only trusted one where he could drop his keys because he lived with his boys/friends who were all traders at Idumota. There was one of his roomies who was in his 40s then (Ikenna), he was always ever the last to leave home and would, as usual, drop their key at mine. My immediate younger sister (Mary) had just finished high school, naive and still a virgin, she'd naturally be at home most time. In the midst of all these, I found out I could risk my life in the desert in search of a better life abroad, after all how I want to take get a visa, and if I die, I die but I had decided I'd rather die trying instead of sitting, watching my family ravaged by poverty and still die. All die na die I had told my young self. Got myself prepped, lied to my dad, and made him raise me some little cash, and into the desert, I proceeded. For two whole years, I had languished on the road and was only able to communicate with my family only after about 6 months of leaving home. For sure they'd thought I had gone back to my maker. After the two unforgettable years of languishing on the road, I had succeeded into Spain eventually, called up daddy to break the news to him, but he didn't quite believe me. Note that this was before the era of mobile phones in Nigeria. Sensing that daddy was having a hard time believing I was in Spain finally, I dropped the line, did a western union money transfer from the locotorium I was calling from, called him back, and furnished him with the transfer details. Then and only then was I able to convince daddy otherwise. And then, keeping to my nomadic and adventurous lifestyle, I proceeded to move on to the Netherlands to go tell the authorities there how I and my friendly 'horse' on whose back I had ridden to Europe were the only ones surviving from my little village in Delta, hence my request to seek asylum in their country. Luckily for me, I had succeeded in convincing them to allow me to stay in the Netherlands, and would be given a weekly stipend as pocket money back then in camp. From this money I'd call home on weekends, talk to my family and always assured my other siblings that I'd make sure they had the best education having slaughtered mine on the altar of "I wan bail family out". During one of such weekend calls, after the usual pleasantries exchanged, daddy had told me in a stutter.... " Mary, your younger sister fell pregnant and now has a daughter"... Ah ah... I had muttered in obvious instant deflation plus disappointment, but I had refused to get angry, judge my sister, or castigate her. I asked daddy, how, when, and by whom... Still stuttering, he had told me it was like a month after I had left Nigeria, she initially wasn't forthcoming with who was responsible, how it had brought shame to the family which I could imagine knowing how our neighbors were, and how even some people had been insinuating that daddy who was a deeper life pastor might be responsible because no one could make a sense of how Mary who was a home girl could fall pregnant. The whole matter weak me like dodo, but I listened with rapt attention anyways. And then, daddy said she later confessed that Ikenna, who we called Brother Ikenna was responsible. He had denied responsibility but when my battalion siblings faced him, he had accepted the responsibility with zero plans to marry her just like this op. I told dad how disappointed I was, and how angry I am that they had kept it away from me for that long, told them not to worry that I'd take care of my sister and the kid, and hung up. Fast forward to 2008 when I visited Nigeria, the baby Vic had grown, obviously abandoned with my family. She'd grown up to see my mum as hers and Mary as aunty Mary until recently. Levels had changed, I had improved my family's situation, built them a house in Lagos, Ikenna gone with the wind, and would soon resurface looking for daddy's number and whoever could point him on how to locate my family. By this time he should be in his 50s, no life, wife or any other kid. Come and see abeg. My phone would go bellowing one day, upon picking up, the voice at the other end had been subtle and subdued with a "good afternoon sir, na me Ikenna"... Ah ah..bwoda Ikenna, na me you dey call sir? He went on, abeg no vex for wetin happen I know say I Bleep up...wetIn i wan tell bwoda Ikenna after how many years... I simply dropped the call.. I no fit shout. The long and short of it all is that, today over 20 years later... Brother Ikenna's life is nothing to write home about. Mary, my younger sister is today happily married and would soon be one of the youngest grandmas because Vicky, the kid in question has grown into a very beautiful young graduate. |
They keep misunderstanding the Nuclear war Putin is talking about. The guy just dey use KGB tactics dey divert their attention and leading them on a wild goose chase while he hits them codedly when they are well distracted. This is the original game of thrones...no be shouting sanctions sanctions and playing your full hands for the enemy to see... Hit them, give them a fake sense of temporary victory and while they are happy celebrating their temporal wins and distracted, head to the other side and give them yet a bite...lol |
Talk about when a corrupt man without integrity decides to give one an award for integrity... What name should we give such an award? My heart goes out to us all in Nigeria. |
pacificom:Funny sheet Bilateral whatever with the comedian from Ukraine would have even made more sense...lol |
Congrats yuzedoooo sweetus |
That would be a great legacy and a beautiful foundation to begin a proper rebuilding of a desirable country where the electorates will be able to hire and fire their leaders as they deem fit. |
Wonderful... Wetin dem wan bilateral with Palestine...import and export of jihadists? Na waaaa |
The water na appetiser before the main course.. |
Nigeria is a den of paedophiles. Gosh... |
E go red worldwide.. Climate change no be joke... I won't be surprised if it snowed in this Nigeria anytime soon. |
Hahaha ha-ha Ekpa pick race.... Where you dey run go.... Dude, you are now famous.... Yeye people... |
Governor Eleyi 1 of Nigeria... Just like Amoda... |
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