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bighead1:
[size=20pt]Raji! Raji!! Raji!!!

i know your tuber of yam will be **** in that picture, now leave that girl right away .[/size]

bodeoni:
Got this broadcast this evening

This is from a dear friend " MISSING KIDS!!! Our children Aderomola Orekoya, 11 months, Adedamola Orekoya, 4 years and Demola Orekoya, 6 years are MISSING!!! The house help only resumed yesterday (April 7th)took the kids out at 8am this morning and never returned.
We've never known what it means to miss a child until now! What kind of heartless person will do this to a family??! Please help us, our hearts our broken, we've cried and cried so much, we don't know what to do anymore. Please if you see these kids kindly call this numbers 08052062117, 09098097935. or 08060184514...Pls help.

CC: lalasticlala

Tombrook0:
good morning friends.

pls does anyone have an idea of where to get the certificate of physically and mentally fitness. and also the cost of getting it.am in Lagos pls.
your kinds response are urgently needed.

Dharniel:
Prophecy gone wrong, make i no talk plenty so as not to invite the wrath of God upon myself.

crownprince102:
Every sector under GEJ was corrupt...... Even the EFCC. The decadence has spread to the extent the army denied one of their own.



It actually means if Nnamdi Azikiwe or Odumegwu Ojukwu is alive and they competing with GEJ. He can obviously make Havard and Oxford deny them.



It's not possible to gain admission into the Nigerian Defence Academy (NDA) without SSCE not to talk of US war college and UK army academy.



Buhari should forgive those bastards and make sure they are evicted from the army. Rebuild our Soldiers and build a better nation.

WIZGUY69:

mcheeew.

@op. is that what you called beautiful??
have you seen Asokoro police station

small but pretty!.

tonywirelex:
i have seen it once in maitama(abuja)

tonywirelex:
i have seen it once in maitama(abuja)

Naijasinglegirl:
I made it to the final stage of the recruitment process of one multinational. The interview was for 9am at their Island office.
I can boldly say they were looking for candidates who had the virtue of patience because the interview didn't commence till 1pm.
Seated in the waiting room were 10 other candidates making us 11 altogether. They said it was 15 minutes for each candidate.
I noticed that each time a candidate came out of the interview room, the person had frustration written all over them. (The waiting room was a glass house so we could see those passing by)

I was curious on what sort of questions were being asked but interviewed candidates were not allowed back into the waiting room.
Candidate no5 was the worst hit. He was practically dragging his feet and nodding his head disappointedly as he walked past. I had to sneak out to meet him at the lobby. 
"Please, how was it?" I asked.
He just looked at me and said, "Oniranu. Very yeye man! How can they ask me the effect of cashless policy on naira devaluation just because I had a 2.1 in banking?" 
He said it was a 2-man panel and I should be wary of the dark skinned man who was the devil incarnate. Then he gave me his file jacket to hold briefly that he needed to locate their toilet urgently. He was probably purging cos I see no reason he could not hold on till he got home .
While I waited for him, the man that ushered us in caught me by the lobby. He was mad that I left the waiting room before I was called and instructed me to go into the interview room immediately even though I insisted it wasn't my turn yet.
I tucked no5 file jacket into my handbag and went in, hoping that I would be out by the time he returns from the toilet.

I recognised the alleged devil as soon as I got in.
"Please sit.", the light skinned man (LS) said while his devil colleague sized me up from feet to head. He didn't even respond when I greeted him.
After the usual, "can we meet you?", "what do you know about our company?'' "Why did you apply for this job?" questions of which I answered to the best of my knowledge , the LS man asked me, "Tell us what is happening in NIGERIA.'' All along I kept wishing the devil man will continue playing deaf and dumb till I was out.
I talked about the forthcoming  elections.
LS man was really jovial and I was pleased the interview was towing the way of a conversation with a friend. He told me he's pro PDP and asked which political party I belonged to. I'm in support of neither but the goal is to please your interviewer so I said I'm an avid supporter of PDP too.
"See my person o." He said excitedly. "You need to see what a PDP governor has done in my state."
"Which state Sir?"
"AkwaIbom."
"Oh Governor Akpabio. That man is awesome. He's totally transformed Uyo. Their stadium is a stunner!"
"Not just Uyo, everywhere in the state."
"I once bought a movie ticket for N100 at Silverbird Uyo, are tickets still sold that price?" I asked.
"I don't watch movies. So you've been to my town?"

I was trying to ensure our conversation does not cross our friendly threshold throughout the 15mins duration and by the time he realises I had tricked him into asking me frivolous questions, it will be too late to ask further questions except, "When can you resume?"
All along, the amala-faced man was staring at me like a wounded lion, patiently waiting for me to mess up. LoL. Suddenly, the sound of music filled the air.
"Shoki Shoki Shoki ah! Shoki Shoki Shoki ah! I'm looking for my..."

Both of them looked puzzled and the smile on the LS man face faded. I was confused as to where the music was coming from.
"Young lady, are you looking for a job or you're looking for shoki?" Devil finally spoke.
"Excuse me?" I asked.
The music began again.
"How dare you come into an interview room without switching off your phone!" He roared.
It then occurred to me that it was no5 phone ringing inside my bag. It had destabilised me and the atmosphere and I dug my right hand into my bag, searching  frantically for the power button of the phone.
"Just look at her Mr Eyibo! Look at her! All of them are the same!" Devil said as he slammed his hands on the table ferociously. Mr Eyibo was defenceless.
"I'm taking over from here!" Devil said authoritatively. "Young lady, what are you bringing into this company?"
"Ermmm..." I stuttered. Panic had made me dumb.
"Young lady, I say gauge your attributes and tell us your unique contributions to the growth and continued success of this company?"  He shook his head. "How will you demonstrate integrity and command respect in tough situations as a team member?"
I was just in my seat like, 'Sir, you can vex oh. Instead of you to just tell me there's no job.'
"Call the next person in." He said dismissively. The LS man had sorry written over his face . . .

No5 was full of apologies when I told him everything but the damage had already been done.
Dude currently sends me links of every vacancy he finds online as if that is enough compensation. Good thing he got a regret mail too or we would have been wearing one leg of trousers.
I'm still job hunting..

http://naijasinglegirl.com/how-shoki-song-cost-me-my-job/

olaxco2f:
INEC Champions League Final (PDP vs APC)
DATE: 28 MARCH 2015
TICKET: PVC
KICK OFF: 10:AM
VENUE: ESTADIO DE POLLING BOOT
CAPACITY: 68MILLION
REFEREE: ATTAHIRU JEGA
CLUB: PDP FC VS APC FC
DEFENDING CHAMPION PDP FC
FORMATION:4:3:3
As the defending champions, This is a
defending formation in the bid to defend their
title.
LINE UP.
Jonathan Patience. - GK
Ngozi Okonjo Iweala
David Mark
Edwin Clark
Ayo Fayose. - yellow card
Godswill Akpabio- central midfielder Adamu
Muazu
Nnamani Sambo
Gabriel Suswan
Olusegun Mimiko
Goodluck Jonathan. -(C)
SUBS.
Fani Kayode- yellow card
Alison Maduekwe
Musiliu Obanikoro
Reuben Abati
COACH- Asari Dokubo.(with no pedigree) .

APC FC FORMATION: 5:4:3
APC FC Employs a diamond formation with
attacking options and prolific striker leading the
attack.
LINE UP.
Rotimi Amaechi- GK
Bola Tinubu
Raji.
Rochas Okorocha
John Oyegun
Muhammadu Buhari -(C)
Abubakar Atiku. - on loan from PDP FC
Aminu Tambuwal. - on loan from PDP FC
Bisi Akande
Adams Oshiomole. -winger
Yemi Osibanjo. - on loan from Redeemed fc
SUBS:
John Kayode
Rauf Aregbesola
Dr Bukola Saraki
Segun Oni
COACH- Baba Olusegun Obasanjo. - former PDP FC player.
Match Commissioner: EU Election Monitoring
Observer.
Predict the score correctly and win a trip to
Wonderland in Borno State.

kay1one2:
Mohammed's products! Causing havoc since 600ad. Riffraffs!!

kay1one2:
Mohammed's products! Causing havoc since 600ad. Riffraffs!!

izuch:
"What goes around comes around" so they say. Dude prepare!!! Someone must also bleep your wife, that's life, one usually gets a dose of his/her own medicine. When it happens don't cry foul. I rest my case.

Jackeeh:
According to twitter user @sasalam, he paid more than N20k today for seat 14F on #ArikAir W3 721. He got to the seat and viola! - No upholstery, just bare metal. He refused it and ARIK AIRRRRRRRRRR told the air hostess who just shrugged like it was something normal. Arik Air, what is this?

eduwando:
I wonder why people can buy a car worth more than a million yet they can t spare as low aS 30 or 40k to install a tracker or any other kind of security on it,it happend to one of my friend last year when he bought end of discussion,I warned him to put a tracker but he kept postponing it till one evening when he came back from a wedding not knowing that those boys were waitin at his gate for as he drove in they asked him to come down,he thought they were joking till they brought out their gun,omo na so the ride take waka till date ooo,I did nt even say soryy to him cus I warned him,heaven helps those that helps themselves oooo

Naijasinglegirl:
I met a policeman on Monday.
I had stood for over 10 minutes trying to cross the highway before an elderly policeman came to my rescue. He flagged down all incoming vehicles for me to cross safely. I thanked him and proceeded to walk away but he asked for my name & place of origin.
When I told him, he came up with a fable of how his grandma's sister-in-law nephew is my uncle brother cousin.
Typical Nigerian behaviour of tracing your family ancestry to theirs when they need your attention. *sigh*

Then he pointed at a bar and told me to sit out with my 'village person' briefly.
I stuttered on how I needed to be home in 10 minutes and all he did was take one look at me and another at his cellotaped patched gun strut around his shoulders.
Who wan die? I quietly followed him.

We sat by the window.
He told me to order a drink and I timidly requested for pineapple fayrouz for fear that he might arrest me if I order a fancy champagne and ibo. For where?
Then he told me some unfunny jokes and I had to let out a fake laughter for fear that he might shoot me if I don't find him funny.
To sum up how miserable I was, his mode of communication was unadulterated pidgin.
When he noticed I was twiddling with my straw nervously, he gave me that crafty, 'relax, the police is your friend' look.

"Baby girl as you never chop here, shebi you go follow me go house go cook soup for us?"
"Sir I can't oh. I have a slight fever and I feel drowsy." I replied, flabbergasted at his request.
"Drowsy drowsy...drowsy." He murmured repeatedly. "Na why you for drink stout instead of this yeye sugar water so the drowsy go just commot."

"What I mean is, I feel sleepy." I said.
He walked briskly to the window and pointed towards the left.
"You see that catholic church. You go go my house go sleep. E no far from here. Just waka straight, enter that compound opposite that catholic church, ask for chairman house. Na me be the area commander for this side."
He looked me in the eyes and smirked. "As you don become my girl, nobody fit make trouble with you for this town."
Na so!
One hawker passed with a bucket of buns.
"Egg roll dey pass oh!" He exclaimed. " You go chop am with your mineral?"
"Thank you." I said sincerely.
I couldn't laugh.
Apparently, the only way I could break-up with my new romantic boyfriend was to play along. I told him to give me an hour so I could go over to my house, drop my bags and come over to his for a nap.
His face lightened up.
He brought out a hideous walkie talkie phone and told me to input my phone number. One of those Hollywood 'Jack Bauer, do you copy' alcatel gadgets.
I took his, typed mined in his walkie talkie but replaced the last digit with 4. My apologies to the unlucky person.
He produced a bunch of keys and twirled out a spare for me.
"Panadol dey for table for sitting room if the fever still dey do you. Shebi you go wait till I come house? I go come meet you around that kind 6. "
"6 ke? Ah Oga Police don't you have armed robbers to shoot? Don't you have roadblocks to mount?" Those where my thoughts but I didn't voice them out.
I nodded in affirmation and left.

I'm still with his key. I have no intentions of ever passing his lane and I'm lucky where I live is quite a distance.
Here is to hoping I don't find my photo in one of those wanted posters.
If that is how local a relationship with a man in uniform is, abeg abeg abeg I no want.

Naijasinglegirl:
I met a policeman on Monday.
I had stood for over 10 minutes trying to cross the highway before an elderly policeman came to my rescue. He flagged down all incoming vehicles for me to cross safely. I thanked him and proceeded to walk away but he asked for my name & place of origin.
When I told him, he came up with a fable of how his grandma's sister-in-law nephew is my uncle brother cousin.
Typical Nigerian behaviour of tracing your family ancestry to theirs when they need your attention. *sigh*

Then he pointed at a bar and told me to sit out with my 'village person' briefly.
I stuttered on how I needed to be home in 10 minutes and all he did was take one look at me and another at his cellotaped patched gun strut around his shoulders.
Who wan die? I quietly followed him.

We sat by the window.
He told me to order a drink and I timidly requested for pineapple fayrouz for fear that he might arrest me if I order a fancy champagne and ibo. For where?
Then he told me some unfunny jokes and I had to let out a fake laughter for fear that he might shoot me if I don't find him funny.
To sum up how miserable I was, his mode of communication was unadulterated pidgin.
When he noticed I was twiddling with my straw nervously, he gave me that crafty, 'relax, the police is your friend' look.

"Baby girl as you never chop here, shebi you go follow me go house go cook soup for us?"
"Sir I can't oh. I have a slight fever and I feel drowsy." I replied, flabbergasted at his request.
"Drowsy drowsy...drowsy." He murmured repeatedly. "Na why you for drink stout instead of this yeye sugar water so the drowsy go just commot."

"What I mean is, I feel sleepy." I said.
He walked briskly to the window and pointed towards the left.
"You see that catholic church. You go go my house go sleep. E no far from here. Just waka straight, enter that compound opposite that catholic church, ask for chairman house. Na me be the area commander for this side."
He looked me in the eyes and smirked. "As you don become my girl, nobody fit make trouble with you for this town."
Na so!
One hawker passed with a bucket of buns.
"Egg roll dey pass oh!" He exclaimed. " You go chop am with your mineral?"
"Thank you." I said sincerely.
I couldn't laugh.
Apparently, the only way I could break-up with my new romantic boyfriend was to play along. I told him to give me an hour so I could go over to my house, drop my bags and come over to his for a nap.
His face lightened up.
He brought out a hideous walkie talkie phone and told me to input my phone number. One of those Hollywood 'Jack Bauer, do you copy' alcatel gadgets.
I took his, typed mined in his walkie talkie but replaced the last digit with 4. My apologies to the unlucky person.
He produced a bunch of keys and twirled out a spare for me.
"Panadol dey for table for sitting room if the fever still dey do you. Shebi you go wait till I come house? I go come meet you around that kind 6. "
"6 ke? Ah Oga Police don't you have armed robbers to shoot? Don't you have roadblocks to mount?" Those where my thoughts but I didn't voice them out.
I nodded in affirmation and left.

I'm still with his key. I have no intentions of ever passing his lane and I'm lucky where I live is quite a distance.
Here is to hoping I don't find my photo in one of those wanted posters.
If that is how local a relationship with a man in uniform is, abeg abeg abeg I no want.

acidtalk:
THE POWER OF PANOPTICON AS A SURVEILLANCE TOOL"


...THISDAY further learnt that Lawan visited Otedola’s house on three different occasions over the bribe issue. On each occasion, he drove himself in a C class Mercedes Benz. Five video recordings, lasting an average of eight to 10 minutes each were made on each of those visits.
According to a source in the security services, on the first visit, he had lunch with Otedola where the amount to be paid was negotiated and eventually agreed on.

On his second visit, which was around 11 pm, he collected the first tranche of $250,000 and during the third visit when he came around 5.05 am, he collected the second tranche of $250,000. He was dressed in green buba and sokoto with a cap to match.
Later in the day at the plenary session after he had collected the second tranche, he got the House to clear Zenon as one of the companies that bought foreign exchange but did not import petroleum products.

“In the video, Lawan was clearly seen stuffing wads of dollar bills into his pocket, when his pocket was full, to the utter shock of all those who have seen the damning video, he removed his cap and concealed the remaining wads of dollar bills inside it and replaced the cap on his head.

“Nigerians will reel with laughter if they ever get to watch this video. It is on the one hand hilarious and on the other, shameful,” a source said.

Further investigations revealed that Lawan’s resort to stuffing the money in his pockets and cap was done to avoid arousing suspicion from Otedola’s domestic help who would have seen him entering the house empty handed and coming out carrying a bulging envelope.

However, unknown to him, a surveillance video camera carefully installed by the SSS was recording all his actions."


http://www.thisdaylive.com/articles/police-detain-farouk-lawan/118035/

cozimo:
Jonathan and him friends be like say them come from Somalia

deparagon:
Many Ladies are known to base their marital decisions on things
that will not
endure a life-time. These have led many of them into wrong
marriages and life time bondage. We need to
identify and deal with them:


1) HEIGHT: Every girl’s dream is to marry a tall, dark guy with a
baritone
voice, I wonder where they got the idea that tall guys are better
in marriage. Hey Girls, tall guys can give
you tall problems; it is not the height that matters but the depth
of the guy
in God and in character.


2) MUSCLE: Muscular and heavy looking guys are also
fortunate, they are
seen to be good suitors, and girls do say “they look manly” “they
look like
real men”. Sorry Girls, muscles do not make a real man,
character and ability
to shoulder responsibility do. A guy with muscle without
character will use
his muscles to deal with you and batter your beautiful face.


3) A WELL SET HOUSE:
A guy with a well set house is the dream of any girl any day.
Many girls will throw caution into the wind to grab a man who
have
a house with King size; beautiful Italian
Setter, micro wave oven, home theater, refrigerator, gas cooker,
Plasma TV,6 by 6 bed, well stuff Kitchen, Dining table, washing
machine, dish washers, split unit air conditioner etc is a dream
catch for
girls any day. Sorry girl, a well set house is good but it may be a
well set
trouble if the guy is not a man of character, manners or
discretion, he will make the house look like a prison yard for you.


4) FAT BANK ACCOUNT: Girls are fond
of trying to know how rich a guy is by checking the guy’s phones
for bank
alerts. They joyfully decide to marry a guy when they discover
the guy is
very rich with fat Bank balance. What a
mistake? They don’t want to know where the money is coming
from; they
don’t even want to know what the guy does for a living. What
concerns them
is the money that is available to be spent. Many girls ended up
finding
themselves entangled for life in this kind of situation, don’t base
your marriage on GREED, it won’t turn to
GREEN.


5) PLACE OF WORK:
Some of our girls are in the habit of making marital decision
base on the place a guy
works. You dare not talk of marriage to them if you are a
Teacher or civil
servant. You dare not propose them if you are working with a
small firm, or one man business. What an error?
Girls note that, that a guy works in ACCESS BANK does not
mean he will
give you ACCESS to his heart or peace
of mind. A guy that works in SHELL may put your life in a SHELL
forever,
you may not be the FIRST in the life of a guy that works in FIRST
BANK, a guy
that work in GUARANTEE TRUST BANK may not GUARANTEE
your future. He
may be working in NESTLE but not SETTLE you at home, So it is
not about
where he is working but about who is
working in Him, God or devil.


6) ROMANCE: A young lady said, “The guy is romantic, hot and
sexy, i will
marry him” Stop girl!!!!, Romance is not enough for marriage.
The truth is,
most so called romantic guys don’t remain like that after
wedding. Marry a
guy base on qualities that will endure, romance don’t last
forever, go and ask
married women.


7) TYPE OF CAR:
A whole lots of girls will be enticed by a guy driving a big
and expensive car. Some will not even go out with a guy that
does not have a
car. If you want to mess yourself as a guy, ride on a bike to go
and propose
to a lady, you will hear the story of your life. Ladies, a guy that
has a CAR
may not CARE for you, life is not about CAR, it is about marrying
somebody
that will CARE for your future.
AND: Most girls will readily marry anybody with US or UK
passports, Lots
of girls have destroyed their lives in the process of looking for
somebody
with a foreign passport to marry.


RICH PARENT: Children of Rich parents are easy target for
many young girls not because they are in
love with them, but they know they will have access to money
and connection. Many of these guys come
from rich are pompous, cocky, proud and will be terrible and
irresponsible
husbands and fathers tomorrow but girls will not care about
that, Most of
these girls do live to regret their wrong decision.
Don’t marry anybody just because the parents are rich, marry
the person for
who he is and the love you share together.

http://totalfamilylife.com/2014/10/12-wrong-things-girls-check-before-marrying-a-guy/

iamord:
Saw this on my twitter page , the billboard is said to be close to Accra mall. Nice strategy.. what do you think?

https://pbs.twimg.com/media/B6ljdRICMAAFCzl.jpg

DeejayTafari:
She doesn't exude sexiness in other words, she aint sexy.

kristina1:
Yet you forgot the main thing

luigiajah:
To Err Is Human But To Forgive Is Divine.. If you're sure She's not bleeping other guys. Forgive.. I'll advice you to set a little trap for her If she falls.. SEND THOSE BLEEPERS OUT OF YOUR HOUSE

DollyParton1:
no it wont, but it will give her a relatively better life and make the useless guy sweat too. Imagine cutting it down to 2 million. E no get money but he dey do shoki without raincoat.

DollyParton1:
no it wont, but it will give her a relatively better life and make the useless guy sweat too. Imagine cutting it down to 2 million. E no get money but he dey do shoki without raincoat.

adrelanine:
A look at 32 year-old Sani Saidu , will never pass him for a betrayer, let alone a killer , owing to his quiet disposition and soft wayof speaking. But his disposition has only proved to be deceptive after all , as he is currently cooling his heels at the Lagos State Criminal Investigations Department,SCID, Yaba , Lagos, over a case of alleged murder.The Gombe state born suspect allegedly stabbed one Mr Shittu Aremu, driver of a truck to death while accompanying him to Port Harcourt, Rivers state, destination of the 40,000 litre of petroleum product .

The late Aremu whose age was put around56 years, was a driver to S.K Transport Service Nigeria Limited . He reportedly loaded the truck with plate number AGL 368 XA with aviation fuel worth N5.5 million and consequently left Lagos for Port Harcourt on November 13, 2014, to discharge the product.

But before leaving Lagos State, he was said to have invited Saidu to work with himas his motor boy, with a promise to pay him an undisclosed amount at the end of the trip. But little did he realize that the invitation would end his life.

The first sign that signalled an unpalatable situation for the truck driver, followed difficulty by his employee to reach him on his mobile phone, two days after he embarked on the journey.

Further checks from the tracking device on the truck reportedly showed that the truck had been diverted from its original route to somewhere around Mutum Biu, in Taraba state.

Suspecting that the driver had a sinister motive up his sleeve ,the company reportedly lodged a complaint at the State Criminal Investigation Department SCID, Yaba, where detectives swung into action by travelling to Taraba state. Fortunately for them, the truck was recovered at the Taraba state Police Command, with only Saidu, the motorboy.

l stabbed him, threw him out of the truck Preliminary investigation as gathered , revealed that Saidu allegedly murdered the truck driver before diverting the truck to the northern part of the country.

In this interview, Saidu gave a graphic description of how he stabbed his master with a knife and threw him out of the truck, before taking over the steering..

Asked what made him carry out such dastardly act, Saidu replied : “ I killed Mr Aremu because I wanted to sell the aviation fuel and use the money to travel to Dubai on a business trip”Narrating how he snuffed life out of Aremuwhom he fondly called baba Oyo, , Saidu said: “ A day after we left Lagos, at about 6pm, the company called baba Oyo and instructed him to park at Umunede, Delta state for security reason and that he should proceed on the journey the following day.

While there , I bought a knife without him knowing and tied it with a rope on my leg. Very early the third day, baba Oyo started the ignition to continue the journey. As he was about to move, I told him that one of the tyres had developed a fault. I came out of the vehicle and pretended to be checking the tyres. I went to his side of the truck, bent down as if checking the tyres and in the process, I brought out my knife. But as I raised my hand to stab him, he held my hand and we started struggling, in the process of which the knife cut me on the index finger. I succeeded in stabbing him first on the lap and blood started gushing out. Again, I stabbed him again in the stomach, leaving the knife in there. By then he was too weak to shout.

Thereafter, I pushed him out of the vehicle and mounted the driver’s seat and zoomed off.

Diverts truck to the north

My intention was to take the aviation fuel to Taraba state and sell it at the black market. When I got to Adamawa state, I sold four drums , at the rate of N28,000 perdrum. On reaching Katsina Ala, the truck developed a fault and I ended up spendingN57,000 to fix it. I continued the journey but on reaching Mutum Biu, I was stopped by some soldiers who were on a joint operation with the Police, at a check point. They demanded for the way bill and I showed them.

But one of the policemen asked where the plate number was and I brought it out from where I kept it. I had earlier removed it because the company’s number was inscribed on it. When the policemen dialled the telephone number, they discovered that the vehicle was supposed to be heading for Port Harcourt. When they asked what it was doing at Taraba, I could not provide a ready answer and I was subsequently apprehended.

”I wanted to raise 150,000The father of five whose family resides in Adamawa state further disclosed that “ I did what I did in order to raise N150,000 fora ticket to Dubai. A friend of mine who lives in Kano usually travels to Dubai to buy handsets and sell in Kano. He told me he would take me down if I could raise N150,000. That was why I did what I did. But with the look of things, it is obvious that I am in a big trouble and may never come out of from it for the rest of my life”, he stated remorsefully.

Information at Crime Guard’s disposal revealed that operatives at the SCID would be leaving Lagos for Umunede in Delta state, to inspect the spot where the suspect claimed to have thrown Aremu’s body, with a view to ascertaining whether he is alive or not.

Police sources however hinted that the driver’s seat of the recovered truck was stained with blood, adding that at the end of investigation, the suspect would be charged to court for murder and stealing.


http://www.vanguardngr.com/2014/12/killed-master-needed-n150000-dubai-trip-motor-boy/

TheRealMrStan:
http://www.pmnewsnigeria.com/2014/12/05/defeated-sokoto-senator-slaps-house-of-rep-member/

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Slap Giver

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Slap Receiver

McDonalds2014:
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