The Truth is that Two big Trucks fell on the Road,one was inside the Demarcation,the other across the road heading to the East,I was there when it started,but Thanks to Jah,my Bus manuovered it,we didnt spend upto 30 mins over there. GIGM..did the magic with its Drivers.

notasowie:
Plss I need info on the next available appointment date ,abuja or Lagos

there's an interview on Tuesday nextweek,even on the 29th of this month,am cork sure of this Two.

For those of you that purchased the post utme form..exams hopefully would hold on 1st and 2nd of September..

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Hey man..are you sure this happened to you? Abi you don turn Edumma..am just observing you o

Nuges11:


Accascuse me, it's 'Treblemaker'.....hehe

Pentatonix, awesome group. Heard one of them is gay

Jeez! Yea..you're right,never knew my auto-spell chechk wrote Trouble,instead of Treble.

Zainal:


Pls, do you know any site I can get Pitch Perfect 2?

if I kinda understand,Zainab...what you're asking of is The Part 2 of pitch perfect,released last Month,if it is..then check out this site though am not really sure of it now:
www.hdmovie14.net..
Goodluck to that.


Erm..mmm..Safari,sorry for derailing your thread.

Nice thread Safarigirl.
I also started appreciating and loving Accapelas after watching Pitch Perfect..
Though am much of a 'Troublemaker' than a 'BB' person..lol



B/w..if you're viewing this thread and you 'ave not watched PITCH PERFECT
Sorry friend you have missed a lovely piece of Renditions!!

Saying we're going to beat the Germans come Thursday,It's like saying Jesus is Lord!.. Good Buddies,calm down.even Brazil Chop seven for world cup,Soo.. These German go chop something for our Hand.

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standd:
Oh I love love love this write-up. I hereby donate all the money in my GTB account to harrychocoberry

Well, as for me, I have been begging God to give me this supernatural power that will enable me give people that Mis-yarn(all the time, without control) a brain-formatting slap without them finding out who slapped them

Wow..am about to be paid atlast
Even,after I've already lost hope in writing??
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Thanks..Thanks standd!!!

Let's gist proper,when am I getting my money?
Lol.....

neetahRay:
Nigerians. we 'mis-yarn', 'mis-read', 'mis-hear' things all the time. It's a normal something.

Yes..I kinda agree with you.
Funny enough,a lot of persons have Mis yarned on this thread of mine,lol.

Kachisbarbie:


lolz
It's an award for long post like yours

Hahahaha
Just kidding o

Hahaha.
You better be kidding oo

bigt2:
K. whether you mistalk or misyearn. You have your right for freedom of speech. however, I can't guarantee you freedom after the so called expression

I agree with you,I can also go in line with not guaranteeing anybody's freedom after the expression.

Kachisbarbie:
lol

You just won the "Nairaland Dissertation Award ".

The preacher part is so funny...some people don't know when to say things, especially Nigerians _ but I guess that's what makes us unique.

Nairaland Dissertation Award?? Wow..never knew about such award.
anywhichway believing the award is merited I accept with all pleasure.

N/b:
This is one of my Regular threads & as it's gently known by few on this Forum...
My threads are a lil bit Lengthy',
So I beckon any who detest to read such to kindly close this article of mine
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The art of “mis-yarning” is as old as language itself. From biblical examples (Moses took credit for a miracle and was subsequently prevented by God from entering Canaan) to historical accounts and even to the stuff of Roman legends,even to the current one rocking Nigeria,in which..The Oba of Lagos Threatened igbos residing in Lagos of death inside lagoon if they fail to vote the APC Lagos Governorship candidate,Ambode, whom he claimed he hand picked for the position.
Here's is my take on the act of Talking by Nigerians in the Nigerian Man's Method:'MIS-yarning'

In Greek mythology, Cassiopeia the queen of Argos mis-yarned by bragging that her daughter Andromeda was more beautiful than a goddess and was punished when the goddess sent them a Kraken (a sea monster, not  a type of Danish cookie) to torment their island kingdom. 

Nigerians love to talk – we babble on our smart phones in traffic at risk to our own safety, we reluctantly switch off our handsets ready for air take off, only to turn them back on as soon as the plane’s tires touch terra firma. Some also talk in the cinema, spoiling the enjoyment of more serious movie-lovers.  

I mean who would be more interested in Angelina Jolie’s hair-do or hair-color, than in following the intriguing plot of the movie she is starring in? I was once at a Cinema in Ph to watch A movie,SALT, and a teenage girl in front of me kept talking during the movie, about Ms. Jolie’s hair. Someone on her row got fed-up with the distraction and asked her to hush. The girl got upset and started mouthing off, ruining the movie for us all. Now that is adding Salt to injury. Ok bad joke. 

Way back at University in England,my relative  the librarian almost put up a “Not More Than One Nigerian Allowed” sign after he got tired of breaking up gatherings of shouting Nigerians camped outside the school library, chatting on top of their voices and shouting without a care. Our compatriots simply moved to the law library to continue. 

So we are a bit chatty, but so are many people of Latin or Negro descent. 

We also sabi mis-yarn well well. 

Definition of mis-yarn from the Revised Pidgin English Dictionary (2015 Edition). To mis-yarn; to speak nonsense (verb), or any form of absurd or foolish talk (noun), informal or empty talk or opinion (noun), nonsense. See also bosh, opata. 
(although am not saying that the Oba is saying Rubbish o,he may not mean what he said literally,but..hey! Nigerians are sensitive & can read diff.meaning)

Ok let me totally rephrase – we Nigerians can talk smack. 

How many times has someone commented on your personal business or choice of fashion or any lifestyle choice of yours in a public place, and to the hearing of all not even originally privy to the conversation? Ah Alex, what is this? You have added (weight). See your bele. 

Or chei! See big pimples on your face. Stop eating gra-nut. 

It would interest you that I am actually not allergic to nuts. 

The above are little examples. 

Or the guest who told the bride on her wedding day that he had not had a bite to eat since he came. Well, he didn’t exactly tell the bride, he sort of shouted it out to the audience at the reception including the enemies of the couple, and the bride and groom heard too. 

 Miffed at being overlooked by people who were serving only those they knew or were related to or those wearing aso-ebi, he cursed aloud “I have not been served anything since I came.  Not even a grain of rice or a drop of water. Everyone sitting around me is eating and drinking. This is not a wedding, it is a funeral!” 

Someone should have told him that  actually funerals these days are like banquets for kings. So much food, so little tears for the deceased. 

The funny thing is that sometimes this mis-yarn happens on live TV too. In 1988 American folk songstress called Tracy Chapman (a bit like Asa) released a single called “Baby Can I Hold You Tonight” which became a hit around the world. 

Some years later, a little known Nigerian by the name of Eddie Salt (not real name) recorded a cover of the same song and shot a video for it. Eddie Salt was like your typical late 80s to early 90s Nigerian singer – he had very wet Jeri Curls, he wore costumes that glittered and he looked like the sort of dude who adds “pretty’ or “prince” in front of his government name. 

In an interview on national TV, Eddie was asked what inspired him to record a cover of the song. The look on his face was as if he didn’t know what the interviewer was talking about. The person interviewing then asked Eddie if he was aware that song had been recorded by a popular American artiste called Tracy Chapman. 

With a face as straight as 12 O’clock, Eddie said he had never heard of Tracy Chapman and that he was not aware that she had recorded “Baby Can I Hold You Tonight”. He further claimed ridiculously, that someone had hinted him recently that someone may have copied his song, and that infact he could not wait to see or meet this Tracy Chapman if it were her! 

To be fair, Tracy Chapman had probably never heard of Eddie  either. 

 But what gets my goat as well is when Nigerians do not take the environment or circumstances into consideration before they mis-yarn. I mean, there is a time and place for everything, right? 

 Wrong. 

Some years back, I had to travel to Aba in Abia State around Christmas time with my niece. I decided to go by luxury bus, so I took XYZ from Jibowu which was going to Aba via Owerri. The journey was smooth enough and we got to Owerri around 5.30pm. About 85 per cent of the passengers dropped at Owerri, and the driver decided to wait for about 45 minutes to refuel the bus and to eat. 

 By the time we left Owerri, it was really getting dark and the bus had about 20 passengers onboard. We got to a place about 30 minutes from Aba, when the bus started having problems. The driver would start it and when he tried to accelerate, the bus engine would stall and quit. He would try to restart it and the car would refuse. 

It was dark outside, and to make matters worse, we were in an area which was notorious in the past for armed robbers. There was no street lighting, the road was deserted save for a few cars passing by and we were surrounded by thick forests and owls hooting. Think Road Trip meets Tales by Moonlight. Oh my days. 

It was very dark because the bus’s lighting was also failing. Some kids started crying because they were hungry and exhausted from travelling all day. A toddler threw up on a passenger a row beside me. The toddler’s mum blamed XYZ. The passenger’s smart agbada was covered in Cerelac. I was worried about my niece’s safety. 

Then to front row of the bus, stepped up a man dressed in yellow polyester short -sleeved suit. He started preaching and talking about his ministry. In a thick Ibo accent, he relayed a story about how a year back, a bus carrying passengers to Port Harcourt got involved in an incident: “Just as the bus was approaching the hamlet of Isiala-Ngwa, the devil struck 20 yards from the toll gate. BOOM! The vehicle ran into a petrol tanker, and everyone on board the motor perished! Their families did not celebrate Christmas that year again!” 

Everyone’s mouths were agape with terror. Even kids too young to fully comprehend started crying aloud. And I am like dude, of all the times and places to tell this story! The man ceased the moment by handing our fliers and pamphlets advertising his church and ministry. Let’s just say he ran out of fliers. 

To be fair though, there are sometimes when your mis-yarn occurred because you meant to say something but it came out with another meaning. There was time I interviewed for a position with an oil service firm in VI. The chap doing the interview was a French middle-aged man whose English wasn’t so good. We had already discussed my professional and academic experiences as well as what the role entailed. 

To break the ice a bit, he asked me what my interests were. I also asked him what part of France he came from, and what sport he was into. I was hoping that he was into football so I could talk about French football clubs I knew about like PSG, Marseille and Monaco. He however said he was into rugby and used to play rugby back in college. 

In a spot of madness, I said “Rugby is a physical game, you have to be fit to play.” I didn’t know why then, but the guy looked at me in a weird manner and laughed uneasily. What I meant was that rugby was a tough sport and playing it generally required top physical fitness. The guy obviously thought that I meant that there was no way he could have ever played rugby because of his large gut. Talk about the phrase “pardon my French.” Sacre blue! 

Needless to say, I never got that job. I did receive an email thanking me for my interest… 

But seriously, there are levels of mis-yarn where the mis-yarner has done so out of lack of exposure or out of complete ignorance. 

I was at a wedding once where the MC was  a  40 something year old  chap who was dressed in a red suit made out of linen, white snake skin shoes, suspenders and a bowler hat, all in 60 degree weather. The guy talked in a loud voice and was very brash. 

 After “Item No 7” on the menu, it was time for the couple to cut their wedding cake. The MC called out the couple and the baker of the cake. He then announced that he needed about a dozen girls from the audience who were virgins. I kid you not. These were his words “Please finally all I need are 11 or 12 single virgins. I am giving you 5 minutes, come and witness the cutting of the cake” 

Well, no girls came out and I don’t think it is just because they were shy.  Maybe12 is a lot to ask for. 

Mis-yarning also occurs in customer service situations. I was once at a “Miss Little” branch in Aba, behind a man and a woman who had come on a date. When it was time to order, the woman started going through a verbal rundown of items on the menu board one by one. 

She asked cashier, “How much is your chicken pie?” Getting irritated, the cashier replied “ The price is on the menu board, but it is N200.” 

Pointing to the menu board again, she asked “What is tasty fiesta?” 

The cashier visibly expatiated said “It is made out of eggs.” 

She replied “Oh it is akwa. Interesting. I can see salad. Is it ugba?” 

The cashier replied dryly “No it is oyibo salad made out of lettuce and carrots and not cassava and palm-oil. Please make your order. People are on the queue.” 

She was about to order when something on the menu board caught her attention “Which one is Ice Cream Sunday (sundae). I doesn’t know about it. Is it because today is Sunday?” 

Cashier: “It is ordinary ice-cream. Please let me take your order.” 

The woman’s date just looked on quietly. He looked like he was calculating the bill in his mind, and praying that she wouldn’t do anything rash with her order. 

Stubbornly, the woman continued “Mba, I want to know what is in that ice-cream sunday. What is in that ice cream sunday?” pointing with her finger to the menu board which had a picture of the item. 

The cashier replied smartly “It is a trade secret.” 

I couldn’t hold it in when I heard that, and I laughed out loud. I agree that a customer needs to know what is in a product, though not necessarily how it is made but the cashier’s answer was funny. 

The lady eyed me maliciously, but that seems to have shut her up as she made her order and freed up the queue. 

 Sometime in the mid to late 90s, there was a popular night program on DBN called “The Night Shift” where callers could make a request from a list of movies in a line-up. The movie with the most votes was shown to the public. It was a hit program because they showed the latest movies. Oh, the sweet days before Silverbird, eh? 

There was this nice looking lady anchoring the program then. She used to get hit on by male callers. She once had a chap ask her for her phone number on live TV to which she declined politely even though she looked a bit embarrassed. These were the days before GSM mobile services, so she would have had to give out her home number.  All  of the male audience were waiting. 

On another occasion after reading out the line-up of available movies, she told a male caller to make his choice. He said “You.” 

At least, he knew what he wanted. 

What about when the mis-yarn is directed at your loved one? 

A lady brought her 4 year old son to cut his hair at a salon close to where I live. The child was shouting and thrashing about, clearing terrified of the sound of the hair clipper. The barber could not get him to sit still and the kid kept on pushing the clipper blade away. 

The child’s mum couldn’t get him to calm down and gave up. 

The fed-up barber screamed down the kid’s ears “Shut up or I will barb you gorimakpa!! Then rub your head with palm-oil.” 

Everyone in the salon went quiet with surprise. Even the child’s mother was too weak to say anything. 

Maybe she thought that the threat was also directed at her perfect Brazilian lace -front wig. 

But all the same due to the period we are in Nigeria,I'd always remain quiet during this political period.
Why..you may ask,

Personaly, I dnt do political discussions cus it will be hard to stay neutral. But when it comes to the issue of lives lost and changed I think(not too sure anyway) , that I can say what I feel. 

On the election part. I think nigerians will now have to choose between these two scenarios ; entering a cage where a lion is already fighting and biting parts of its trainers body off with the hope that the trainer will still win the fight or entering another cage with an angry looking gorilla in it with the hope that it will smile once u enter. 

Whichever u guys choose , i will not change these words when it was said that in the last days "things will go from bad to worse"

Ehen,now Lemme
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Unu bye bye jare.

Am outta here!
#StillHarry!#

   

“Zip up your lip before your lips zip you up” 

E-40 (Record Haters, 1996)


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stan241:
@op felt like you were writing from inside my soul nice write up...been over a year and don't have the" damndest" clue how to even begin to move on though we chat once in a while

Awww..my friend,please..don't get so heart broken to that extent.
SOME issues and affairs of life ought to be bygones.

DONT GET SO ENTRENCHED WITH WHAT THAT WOULD MAKE YOU FEEL SOBER.

If at all,you feel the relationship can work..my guy take the BOLD step.

OmolodMilkman93:
Nice write up Harry

You were acknowldged sooner than later,

Heyyyyy!!
My man Omo..longest time,I just dey observe Seun and his moderators o,I hope they take me serious sha.
How Pitakwa Na?

Kachisbarbie:
#InShortI'mTiredOfReading

Ok, I read it and it makes sense. I'm friends with my ex(es). By ex, I mean those that I knew we were dating, not those that thought they were dating me.

Lol,So.. some guys are dating you without your knowledge and consent??

OXCUBA:
she is taking me back to school...... I hate reading notes.

She?? Please o,am a full fledged Male folk.

CharlieMaria:
let me read.

You never still read finish?

Ishilove:
Harrychocoberry,you're an absolutely fantastic writer. One of the best on this forum. Lovely piece

Wow..thanks for the compliment.
B/w;How're you faring?

The Case Of The Exes

N/b:
This is one of my Regular threads & as it's gently known by few on this Forum...
My threads are a lil bit Lengthy',
So I beckon any who detest to read such to kindly close this article of mine

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 He loves me, he loves me not; she loves me, she loves me not. We have all heard the phrase – there is a thing line between love and hate. I beg to differ on every scale. In between love and hate is a man/woman’s broken heart and a quest for vengeance.

We have all seen movies where ex-girlfriends flipped on the chaps who had caused them heartache. We have seen movies like Martin Lawrence’s 1996 flick ‘There is a thin line between love and hate.’ We also saw a classic case of kolo, mixed with infactuation in the thriller ‘Fatal Attraction.’ May your ex never try to knife you to death with a cutlass.

In the movie ‘Endless Love’ the heartbroken chap burnt the house down. In rural parts of Nigeria, we have heard cases of angry men trying to burn the woman down – with acid from batteries. Fire and love do not go together eh? Unless you are lighting a candle for a candle-light dinner date.

I would not say that I have dated hoardes of women in my short eventful life, even though I have ‘been’ with quite a few. The slim, the orobo, the slender, the lekpashious, the ridiculous, the jagbajantis, the ones that shoot competitors dagger eyes, the meek and accepting.

Sharon,Dengiyiefa,Rebecca,Princess,…etc etc. Do I still keep in touch with all. Not really, but that is not of my own voilition. I find that most Nigerian girls would rather stay away from an ex, unless they broke up with you, and they have moved on better than you have. Nowadays, it is changing a bit, because many girls are going back to their unmarried ex-boyfriends as they consider marriage options in a desert dating environment. Chaps are going on Facebook to locate and connect back with the primary school sweetheart they had back then, who divided her ‘Jemka’ chewing gum into 2 with her teeth and shared it with them. Swallowing your vomit may not always taste bad after-all; it did come from inside you..

Am I friends with any of my exes? Am I my brother’s keeper? Am I my neighbour’s keeper? Should I be my ex’s keeper? Everything depends on how well you have moved on yourself, how the relationship started and your disposition.

I for one, have dated only a few girl steadily who were my ‘girlfriends’. For all of them, we were very good friends, and had a good rapport before we decided to go steady. For most of the time, I and the girl would even start getting intimate before we realized that we should define everything by going steady. So even when we broke up, there was a platform to stand on. Any drama or negative vibes created during the break-up soon evaporated and the sunshine came out, because we still had a basic friendship. It was a case of ‘I want to see you happy, even if it is not with me’ and not ‘ E no go better for you; you would never meet someone who would love you like me.’ Girls need to chill with the curses and negative professions sometimes. What if you and him decide to get back together after a while? Guess what, that curse still stands..

I wont however sit here and act like everything has always been honky dory, whenever I and a ex—chick broke up. There are a few who hated my guts after we split. One’s fiance even came to ask me whether he should go ahead and marry her, even though she smashed  my heart into little pieces. I gave her a glowing endorsement – Attitude (A), Resourcefulness (A), Culinary Skills (A), Intelligence (A), Front ‘Curve’ (DD). She passed with flying colours, and they were wed at UNILAG Main Indoor Hall.
(I no go the wedding sha)

I find that it is easier for men to remain friends with their exes than vice-versa. Whether we should is another matter, but I believe anyone who comes into your life has their own purpose. Each one to teach one. The physical or emotional relationship may have failed, but there are business, intellectual and professional relationships to look forward to. Unless the girl did ‘aristo’ runs while dating you. That is inexcusable. Ha ha.

 Being friends with an ex-girlfriend may depend on the following:

1.  Has your ex moved on herself or is there emotional garbage? I remember a friend of mine that was dating this chick, and was still friends with 2 of his exes who used to drop by to see him once in a while. On his birthday, He decided to do a small get-to-gether thing organised by a few friends. His 2 exes showed up. It was a case of being surrounded by the devil, the deep sea and Lastma. They all could not stand each other, so the tension rose in the room by a 100 degrees. He was trying to divide attention among them, but his current girl was getting pissed, from the way she was dicing the birthday cake furiously with a huge serrated knife. The knife was making a huge thud like she was slicing okporoko (obokun fish/stockfish). He later walked out to get some air, and ended up sitting on a car bonnet gisting with a female guest for an hour. Best birthday gift ever

2.   Everything depends on how you broke up, and whether bridges were burnt irretrievably. If your ex-girlfriend cheated on you with either with Chief or did aristo runs while you dated, that bridge is gone forever.  If your ex-girlfriend broke up with you because of your ‘promiscious’ ways, that bridge is as wide open as 3rd Mainland Bridge. Men have big egos, eh?

3) If the break up was messy, and words were exchanged and properties divided, it may take your village elders to reconcile you two as friends. A chap I know called Jay and this chick broke up because she was sleeping about. While they were dating, as part of their ‘trust’ and love to each other, they had told each other their email passwords. I found it stupid at the time, and told him but he laughed it off. My girl at the time, after she heard, asked for a similar commitment from me, but I didnt answer her.

Around the time, Jay and his chick were having problems, he went to her email account and saw a long exchange of texts between her and chap nick-named ‘Congo’. He was pissed off, and so he deleted an unread saucy message in which he was describing all the things he was going to do to her at their rendevouz that weekend.

He did that one more time the next day, deleting any unread messages. Later that night, he called and confronted the girl. She did not try to deny anything at all; rather she abused him for logging into her email account, and told to go and stick it.

He rushed to a cybercafe and when he tried to log into her yahoo account, the password had been changed. He logged into his immediately, and saw that the girl had gone in there and deleted all his email messages, mumbering over 4000 from the time he had opened the account. Some of the deleted messages even contained very sensitive and important work and business documents. Panicking, he quickly changed his password, before she beat him to it.

I think you would agree with me that there is no chance of them remaining friends now or in the future. Word of advice, never give your facebook or email password or bank debit card pin to anyone including your girlfriend. The only pin number you should give her is your BB pin.

 

4)   Your present circumstance –  is your current girlfriend or partner easy going? Does your present partner see your ex as a threat? Nigerian women are competitive and an bound to scratch each other’s eyes out at the drop of a dime. Not to sound racist, but I find that if your ex is from certain ethnicities, females get scared and would want you to keep away. Looks also matter. If your ex looks like Munachi Abi, no girl would want her man around her. My word on this is, if you ex looks like Munachi Abi, then why in hell’s name did you ever break up, stupid guy. Munachi is a work of art.

 

4.  Have you moved on? If your ex has not moved on, and you have, it may develop into a new booty call relationship. One of my exes used to come and see me in a short, short, summer dress. She would just ‘drop by’ to say hi. I was not seeing anyone then, but we had broken up, right?

Wrong…



In Short,am tired of Typing
#stillthanewguyHarry#

carefreewannabe:


On of the solutions is to tell people how ridiculous it is to call a text of this length too long. They should work on themselves.

I respect you ma'am,just take it from the person of Harry.
And to be honest with you,I Love your sense of reason!

This is a nice piece.
The institution of learning ranging from the Higher level I.e(family) to the social standing have failed mankind in general not only in Nigeria.
At the end of the chaos all that can be done is Look up to JAH,cos he's the one to offer proper help.


b/w..
Op not all would appreciate this your thread.

On a funny note I thought I was the only one who write such long reads..

trekkie:
@ op, this packaging, naija style is especially evident on social media. check out facebook. i remembered getting a friend request from a childhood friend. when i accepted and checked out his profile, i was like.... wow.... he's got a job as a manager in an oil company and i was just thinking to myself say .. na wa o... levels don change.. now fast forward to like three weeks later i was talking to my mom on the phone and i remembered the guy and i said " mom, do you remember soso and so? and she said of course, she met his mother in the market and they talked for a while. then i said she's a lucky woman, her son the manager will take such good care of her and she was like... what are you talking about? when they met in the market, his mom was lamenting his joblessness for all these years and as a matter of fact, called this guy on the phone in her presence to instruct him to fry dodo for his nephew whom he was babysitting that day........

so for all of you who feel that you got the short end of the stick after seeing pictures of friends next to luxury cars and apartments, remember this piece by harrychocoberry (love the moniker b/w) it could just be packaging

Jeez!
That friend of your's is on another brand entirely.
His was highly Coasted.
That's life though you don't always judge people by what you see but by what it's being done and exhibited on a real front.

I love your comment.

As for my moniker just leave it like that.
Lol
Thanks for the compliment though.

mayapop:
hehe, it was fun to read!, um because idk you , so yeah!

Okk,I get you point

I believe pretty soon you'd get to know me.

MizMyColi:


Lol

No, I've not.
Link?

Sorry miss,I never saw your mention earlier on,I wad just going through them now and I saw it, below is the link to my enemies thread and other lovely threads of mine I believe you may like.
Have a nice read and enjoy the rest of your Night.

https://www.nairaland.com/2052574/enemies

https://www.nairaland.com/2089735/all-packaging#29762196

https://www.nairaland.com/2080147/way-justice

mayapop:
you have already modified it , Anyway! i took my time to read it, and it was full of hilarious and comical feature, which was quite entertaining, you even know all the make-ups brand

This lady sef..
You sure I modified it,lol
Good to know You atleast saw it entertaining,as for the knowledge of make up brand..well that shows how close I was to my female siblings.

B/w: what's wrong with me tagging you in such articles of mine?

dechandel:
Awww
Nice piece
Humourous too
Awesome truths about Nigeria. Especially the President/Governors part
I practically LOL(ed) @"good morning,oney. They served chicken at our wedding yesterday"

It was worth the scrolling

Good for me to know it was worth your time.
Thanks for the compliment.