whywhyogun:


I AM a woman, but you look ugly though.

That's what all blind WHITE women say.

whywhyogun:


do you want a white woman to knead your peniss ?

emphasis is on woman, for black and white women knead peniss alike.

whywhyogun:


because I AM a white woman, anything amiss ?

A Tiger does not go about professing his tigeritude. Only a fool professes his foolery, and a nincompoop, his nicompoopery.

whywhyogun:


how rude you are, to a white lady .

Why do you keep chanting "you are a white lady" like its a badge of honor?

No longer shall afflictions rise.

Explorers:
8.

river

Epic

How is a call for secession synonymous with a call for war? Why should liberty be bloody.

Sleek

eflintsone:
before u call it a lie at least look at d prices of gds nd services today nd tell me is nt crashin dwn....

It is rising.

Big fat lie.

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Emmysky:
Which theme u using?

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Bro, you see crime, stay away from it. Stay away from crime! Run from anything that will make you spend a night in a Nigerian Prison. I know what I am talking about. Nigeria Prisons are neither meant for humans nor for rehabilitation of criminals.
You all know how I was arrested by the Police for trying to scam those who scammed me. I thought I was doing the right thing, but (as usual) the police thought otherwise. All the money I made was confiscated and labelled exhibit, including the fifty naira I had reserved for bus fare.

Subsequently, I was thrown into Kirikiri Maximum Prison, Apapa, pending my meeting the bail conditions.
My first night at Kirikiri was not a laughing matter. That night, a hefty warder held me like Satan and led me to hell. As the gates were thrown open, I walked in and the gate closed behind. It was dark. So dark I couldn’t see my hand stretched out in front of me. Apparently, there was no power supply. That was understandable because even law abiding citizens did not have power supply let alone hardened criminals. But the fact was that, not all who were in the prison were criminals, and not all who walked the street were law abiding. I am sure many honourable senators know what I am talking about.

As I walked into the cell, I felt as though I was stepping on Mouka foam. A smile spread across my face. The prison was more comfortable than I had thought. I hadn’t taken more than five steps when the foam stirred like a python; I lost balance and staggered on the “cushioned stirring floor.” The room came alive instantly, and from nowhere, I felt a draft of hot slap narrowly miss my cheek. But that was as far as my luck went.
Grappling with the thick darkness, I felt something that felt like a branch of thick bamboo hit my left thigh. I reeled forward like a drum rolling down a steep heel, then landed squarely into the arms of a macho man I would later know as Double Cross. By now, my eyes were becoming accustomed to the darkness, and it occurred to me that what I had thought to be Mouka foam were actually prisoners lying on the bare floor.
Double Cross pushed me forward so that I was at arm’s length; then, he punched my cheek-bone with a slap that illuminated the whole prison. For an instant, I saw the prison for what it was.

Dazed, I staggered like a drunk and fell into the arms of another demon and felt a sizeable punch hit me below my heart. Another man caught me as I fell; I quickly tried to wriggle out, but he kicked me so hard that I felt for a moment that I was going to suffer a major paralysis.
The whole cell came alive as several inmates turned to the nearest person to vent their anger. I sat in a corner to regain full consciousness. Then when I was fairly stable, I grabbed a hard object I felt on the floor and stood up to strike a massive figure that stood like a shadow before me. The cell was dark, so no one would know who struck who. That was my plan, but as usual, my plans always backfired. For as I pushed my arm backward to strike the figure a death blow, the bulbs came on and the whole cell was illuminated like daylight. Double Cross stood before me grinning.


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Please if you are killing ram tomorrow, and you live in Lagos, invite me. Make we jolly together.

Those names just dey confuse me. Tywin, Tyrion: But I meant the imp.

Csami:


Tywin Lannister said this not Tyrion.

Tyrion to Joffery

"Beware of monsters now kings are dying like flies"

Another's failure another's fortune

Kill them all

"Anyone who says I am king is no king." Tyrion Lannister.

"I just slapped you, did my hand fall off"

Cry beloved country.

MhizzAJ:

I am serious. PM me