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For this young woman, life will never be the same again. Today, she lives in untold physical pains as well as psychological trauma. The nightmare of the deadly encounter she had with a security man working in the Pathological Department of the Lagos State General Hospital, CMS, Lagos, haunts her everyday. A reminder of the trauma stares her on the face every moment. All it takes for her to wake up with a start, with a palpitating heart and a body drenched in perspiration, is to close her eyes for a second.

“I stared at death in the face that very night”, she recalls in excruciating mental agony. “I actually died and woke up. It is an experience that is embedded in my memory. I wish it can go away.”

Nkiru is a sorry sight at the moment. She winces at the slightest move of a muscle. With disheveled hair and heavy plasters wrapping the deep laceration on her neck, the possibility of regaining the use of her heavily bandaged arm hanging in a sling is almost nil. Different parts of her body also bear marks of the deep stabs she received from the emissary of death on the night of Monday, September 15, 2008. Even her left breast was not spared the bloody assault. That devil in human form is named Musibau Lasisi, a security guard, at the government hospital.

If she knew that danger was lurking in the dark but peaceful looking shadow of the hospital premises that night, she would have just sat at the entrance to the female ward where her sister was on admission to wait out the several hours before dawn.
The journey to Nkiru’s brutish experience started after her unconscious sister, Uche Metu, was taken to the emergency unit of the Lagos State General Hospital during the early hours of Saturday, September 13, 2008.

When Uche regained consciousness two days later and was certified stable by doctors, she was transferred to the female ward for further treatment. According to Nkiru, she was told to make some payment before her sister could be moved into the ward. The money, she revealed, was paid early, but the bureaucratic nature of the hospital did not allow the transfer to be effected until very late in the night.
“On September 15, I was to pay N8,000.00 before my sister would be transferred to the female ward A4. I made the payment by 1p.m. But my sister was not moved to her space until 9.00 p.m. By the time she could settle down in her bed, it was past 10.00 p.m.”

Nkiru can hardly curtail the tears from cascading down her cheeks as she speaks with Daily Sun. She recalls that as she made to sit beside her sister, the matron in charge of the ward walked in and asked her to leave.

“Initially, I could not believe she could ask me to leave at such an ungodly hour. But she explained that the hospital’s policy does not allow visitors to sleep with patients in the wards. After pleading endlessly with her, I left, with a promise to my weak sister that I would be back in the morning,” she informs.
Assured that her safety was guaranteed for the night by the peace and tranquil air pervading the hospital environment, Nkiru set out for the pathological department to collect the result of the laboratory tests earlier conducted on her sister. But that move and search for where to lay her tired nerves nearly truncated her earthly existence.

She continues: “Because the hospital appeared secure and peaceful the first night we arrived, I decided to walk to the lab. When I got to the Pathological Department, the place was already close for the day. But the burglary proof was later opened by the security man. As I was about leaving with the results, I approached the security man to ask for where visitors were usually allowed to sleep. He told me there was a small apartment within the hospital premises where I could manage till the next morning. I thanked him and left to give the result to the matron in charge of my sister’s ward.”

Nkiru disclosed that when she went back to meet the securityman who she later learnt to be Musibau Lasisi, he took her through her sister’s ward, to a room that had only a mat and a New Testament Bible. She quickly cashed in on the opportunity to wash her dirty clothes, as the place appeared to be the laundry room of the hospital. “I thanked him and even prayed for God to help him in all his life endeavours. When he left, I locked the door”.
But like a carnivorous animal which had already sighted a potential prey, the security man returned to hatch his evil plan.

Hear her: “About midnight, I heard a strange sound. When I opened my eyes, I saw the same securityman walk into the room. He held my head and started hitting it against the wall. When I tried to scream, he held my throat and was desperately trying to strangulate me. As he was doing that, he was saying in Yoruba that I should die.

“I tried to struggle, but it was to no avail. I nearly passed out and he wrapped my head with a piece of cloth. At the same time he started stabbing me all over with a knife that he had obviously brought into the room to execute his plan. I became so weak that I was unconscious. He then settled down to cut off my head with the knife. He started cutting my throat. But I held the knife and I started struggling with him. That is why I have so many bad cuts. When he realized that there was still some life in me, he brought out another knife. He started stabbing me again. But while we were still struggling, there was a strange voice that said, you are not fighting her, but you are fighting God Almighty. If you don’t leave her, you will be destroyed. It was at this point that he dropped the knife and ran away.

“When he left, I staggered out and started to scream. Another security man on patrol saw me and was scared. He too ran away. It was later that other people came and helped me to the emergency ward.”
Nkiru says the evil-hearted man was later nabbed by the police with the help of the hospital management. He was subsequently taken to the Lion Building. But before his arrest, Nkiru’s recuperating sister, Uche, having waited in vain for Nkiru to surface, eventually passed on.
“That was even what killed my sister. The shock of not seeing me made her to relapse into her coma. And she eventually died,” recollects Nkiru amidst sobs.
Musibau has since been transferred to the Force Criminal Investigations Department in Panti, awaiting his date with justice.

The hospital management wouldn’t want to speak on the incident. A source within the hospital told Daily Sun, however, that it would not be Musibau’s first iniquitous act. He was said to have been fingered in a few robbery incidents previously. He was let off the hook for lack of adequate evidence.
Police Public Relations Officer in Lagos State, Mr. Frank Mba, said investigations were on-going, assuring that the police would ensure that Musibau, if found culpable, is charged to court.

Meanwhile, Nkiru sits at home day after day, knowing quite well that her life will never remain the same again. She visits the hospital to see the doctors treating her near-fatal injuries, but she can hardly afford to visit alone, perpetually scared that Musibau might just appear to finish his uncompleted devilish assignment. She still seeks justice though, believing that the man who has caused so much damage to her life will be made to pay for his sins someday.
But will he?

~Sauron~:
Spare me!!!
Most women support the arrangement because they have no choice.
It's a better option than hunger and abject poverty!!!!

I dont know from what point of view you are talking from but I can tell you for sure that 90% of women in this kinda set up did not know about it until the man get married.They did want to get out not because "It's a better option than hunger and abject poverty" but because they want a steady home.The men sometimes dont come back home neglecting his family for so long.

~Sauron~:
Marital criminals??
Are u aware the wives in Nigeria mostly support their husbands marrying these white women??

Read these, "“Most women are not comfortable with this kind of arrangement. They would want to have access to their men at any point in time and would not want to share her husband‘s love and attention with any woman.”

In Nigeria, cases of legally married men who travel abroad and get legally married to white women to obtain residence permit abound.

In most cases, the Nigerian wife does not know that her husband has married again. Many who get to know usually do no more than quarrel with the men and later make up.

If Nigerian women are keen on suing husbands who contract any other marriage(s) after marrying them legally, a large number of Nigerian men would have been sentenced to terms of imprisonment, an investigation has shown.

This conclusion was a result of findings drawn from the responses of the experts on marriage law, including the Executive Director of the Women Advocates Research and Documentation Centre, Mrs. Abiola Afolabi-Akiyode; the 2nd Vice President of the Nigerian Bar Association, Mr. Adekunle Ojo; a renowned legal practitioner, Dr. Tunji Abayomi; a United Kingdom-based Mr. Ekene Odum and the Director-General of a non-governmental organisation, Advocacy for Democratic Dividends International, Chief Sola Ojeriakhi, who spoke with our correspondent on the law governing the statutory marriage and its implications.

These experts agreed that many Nigerian men treat their marriages with levity by contracting other forms of marriages, either as a result of ignorance of what the law says, or because they are taking refuge in the indigenous culture which frowns at a wife dragging her husband to court.

According to Afolabi-Akiyode, “Most Nigerians have apathy for settling disputes in court and would only resort to the court if they do not have any alternative.

“Women face other problems which include family and societal pressure and financial limitation in instituting actions in court. The society is receptive to polygamy.

“The only instance where a woman sued her husband in the case of R. vs Princewill, the judge was reluctant to apply the provisions of the law. The judge sentenced the husband to not more than seven months imprisonment, instead of the stipulated seven years imprisonment provide for in the Criminal Code and the Marriage Act.”

“If these limitations are not there, a large number of men will be liable to be charged for bigamy in Nigeria and they risk seven years imprisonment.”

Odum, Abayomi and Ojeriakhi and Ojo also agreed that many Nigerian men had escaped being sentenced to seven years imprisonment for bigamy because of cultural restraint on women which discouraged them from suing their erring husbands.

On what constitutes a bigamy, Ojo said “Any act of contracting other form of marriage after validly contracting statutory marriage (otherwise known as court marriages), constitutes the offence of bigamy.

On whether a couple can contract both customary and statutory marriage, Afolabi-Akiyode said “it is common practice for parties in Nigeria who intend to contact a statutory marriage to marry first under customary law before the solemnisation the statutory marriage.

“This practice may be explained by the fact that though western civilisation and western culture have infused into the Nigeria society, most people, even the most sophisticated most understandably regarded themselves as bound by the customary law of their place of origin.

“The Nigerian Marriage Act has given validity to this practice by enabling persons who are married under customary law to marry each other under the statute.”

The learned author of a legal treatise, Family Law in Nigeria, Prof. E. I. Nwogugu, said, “The correct legal position is that parties married under the Marriage Act are entitled only to the rights and obligations of that system.

“Whatever customary-law rights they have from the previous customary-law marriage are superseded, matrimonial reliefs are only to be sought in respect of acts and events which took place after the celebration of the subsequent statutory marriage.

The experts agree that statutory marriage have many advantages over the customary and other forms of marriage.



Customary or Islamic marriages gave men right to marry more than one wife, but statutory marriage forbids either of the partner to contract another marriages, thus preserving the sanctity of one man one wife.

Commenting on this, Afolabi-Akiyode said, “The mere fact that at any given moment, the husband of a customary marriage has just one wife at a particular time does not mean he cannot marry more wives.

“Most women are not comfortable with this kind of arrangement. They would want to have access to their men at any point in time and would not want to share her husband‘s love and attention with any woman.”

The rights and obligations of the spouses are spelt out by law under the statutory marriages.


For instance, what a wife will inherit if the husband dies in testate (without a Will) of the spouse. Although the customary marriage also have unwritten rights and obligations but they are in many cases difficult to enforce.

To this end, where the husband of a statutory marriage dies without righting a Will, the laws of the different states - Laws of Administration Property provide for certain percentage to be granted to the wife, whether or not there are existing issue in such a union.

Another advantage of the statutory marriage over customary marriage, according to the experts‘ is that the spouses of a statutory marriage can not be compelled by the court of law to testify against the each other.

That is to say the wife can not be summonsed by the court to testify against the husband and vice versa, whereas the spouse in customary law marriage can be compelled to testify against each other.

The reason for this is because the law regards the husband and wife of a statutory marriage to be one.

In addition, if a persons aids or assist another person to escape punishment for a crime, the person becomes an accessory and liable to be tried for an offence. But under the law, a woman who contracted a statutory marriage is insulated from this kind of liability.

That is to say a woman does not become an accessory to the fact by helping or assisting her husband to escape punishment for a crime.

Customary law does not provide any remedies for the breach of promise to marry, but the law governing statutory marriage recognises breach of promise of marriage as a civil wrong and the aggrieved party can sue for damages.

I think you are insane

I think samuel was after the money($30 million).well,it was a big blow.see pic below

25%more:
circumcised men anytime

Have u tried the uncircumcised ones?

dan_dollar:
Do naira land a favour.Sample at least two in each category,and publish the scores here in terms of cleaniness and romance.your response would be highly appreciated

Well said!

I think it was juju at work.We should be very careful when we meet an old friend.They are always not what they were

Nigeria, Ghana and the rest of Africa are set to experience a major boost in Internet access and a hefty reduction in tariffs with the commencement of the Main One Cable Project. In what is clearly a major milestone, especially for the West Africa sub-region, Main One Cable System has acquired the first ever issued under-sea cable system landing licence in West Africa. In addition, the pioneering organisation has made the requisite contractual payments to Tyco Telecommunications which will implement both phases of the project on a turnkey basis. Work has therefore begun on the massive intercontinental sub-marine fibre optic cable project.

The Main One Cable Project is an ambitious under-sea fibre optic cable project that will extend from Portugal to the West and Southern Coasts of Africa, respectively.

The first phase of the project will span 6,900 kilometres, extending from Portugal to Nigeria and Ghana on the West Coast of Africa, while the second phase is expected to extend by another 6,000 kilometres to South Africa and Angola. Using Dense Wave Multiplexing technology of 1.28 Terabits per second with two fibre pairs, the Main One cable is designed to deliver more capacity to the region than any of the other existing or proposed under-sea fibre projects.

In addition to considerably enhancing broadband access, the Main One cable project will help to crash tariffs significantly. It will provide open access to regional telecom operators and Internet Service Providers at rates that are less than twenty per cent of current international bandwidth tariffs obtainable via SAT 3 or satellite service operators.

The Main One project will also drive job provision across the continent.

According to Funke Opeke, Main One Chief Executive Officer, “as a business championed by African entrepreneurs, Main One will encourage local continent development via skills transfer of critical networking technologies.”

Up till this moment, I cannot tell the kind of Spirit that led me to immorality, to the extent of ruining my nine years marriage and worst still put an end to my husband’s life. If I had been a flirt from time past, before marriage, this issue would not have been strange to me, but I was such that I hate immorality in its entirety.

And not even as if I take it to the extent of going out with different men, but why Jimoh attracted me and got me cheap still remain a mystery till date.

He was my classmate at the secondary school and for years after then we did not meet anywhere. I could not even recognize him the first day I saw him again after many years until he reintroduced himself.

My car was bad and could not take me to work that morning. I joined a public transport, which broke down half way and the bus conductor returned our money. I trekked with other passengers to the nearest bus stop to get another bus. Not quite two minutes that I stood there waiting for another bus, I heard somebody shouting my name, “Omolara; Omolara!” I looked towards the direction and saw a man standing by a car, who waved me to come. I looked at him wondering where I knew him. I reasoned that for anyone to call my first name, not even the baptismal name, then such person must know me well.

I moved closer to him and he smiled to me. Having noticed that I couldn’t recognize him, he introduced himself. I asked, “which Jimoh? Can you please remind me?” He said, “Jimoh Mamoud, St. Jude High School.” My mind went back straight to our secondary school days and with that excitement I hugged him. “You have seriously changed!” I said. He gave me a ride to the office that day.

From that day, Jimoh kept contacting me, either on phone or sometimes coming to my office. He only came to our home once during my husband’s birthday. I introduced him to my husband that day since he knew about how I came to meet him after some years. Quite unfortunately, a love affairs developed between Jimoh and I all of a sudden. I could not give account of how it started because he did not woo me, in the true sense of it. The only thing I recall was a pat he gave me on my cheek one of the evenings when I gave him a ride back home. Before then, he would sometimes ask his driver to go home with the car, while he joined me in my car. I never imagined having a love affairs with Jimoh.

On this particular day in question, before he disembarked from my car he held my right hand tight to the steering and asked me to say a special good night to him. I smiled and asked: “How?” He did not say anything else but just gave me a pat to my cheek and alighted. He wished me “Good night!”
Throughout that night I thought about his behaviour. I felt the same sensation each time the event flashed back to me. I told myself that I have to be careful. Later we started an affairs.

My husband later knew about the affair, but he did not send me packing as recommended to him by people. Oh I feel for Dare. He was just too kind. He wouldn’t have died if he had sent me out of his house. Everything ended the way it is. Even after the first one, he still caught me with Jimoh several times, but he only begged me and promised to do anything for me to leave the man, which I would promise but found difficult to adhere.

At a point, called my aunt and reported the matter, but all their pleas fell on deaf ears. It was like the more he pleaded the more I got deeper in the evil acts. Even in all these, my husband did not allow it to get to our children’s hearing. I wonder why Dare had to love me to every extent. I believe it is beyond what he claimed to be the reason because other men would not take that for an excuse to live with a LovePeddler as a wife. The excuse he gave then was that I was the vehicle to his success in life, which another man would have forgotten easily.

Dare kept tolerating me. Sometimes he would be the one to cook, while I was away and come back late. The only day he got infuriated and beat me was when he came back from a trip to know that I left the children alone at home for three days.

Jimoh was not happy when I told him that my husband beat me and after many persuasions I took the Juju he gave to me to use for my husband. I had never touched Juju in life, I loathe it like hell, but this evil and unusual love for Jimoh made me a husband killer. He didn’t tell me it would kill him, though he asked me to put it in his meal and that it will make him not to obstruct our love affair.
I did not do it until after three weeks. Instead of working as Jimoh told me, Dare died just two hours after eating the food laced with the Juju poison.

Though Jimoh denied the potency of the Juju to kill, I could not believe him. My husband’s death brought me back to my senses. When Jimoh came to visit me in my husband’s home, after that, it was tough for him. I bit his ear, poured a dirty water on him. But can that help me to wake my loving husband from six feet below the ground? No. I will ever live to regret it!

By BOLANIRAN OMOKOREDE,08028070065
Saturday, October 11 , 2008
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PHNOM PENH, Cambodia - A couple in rural Cambodia has terminated their 18-year marriage with a divorce settlement that entailed sawing in two the wooden house they once shared, villagers said Friday. The husband, 42-year-old Moeun Sarim, has taken away with him all the bits and pieces of his half a house, said his 35-year-old wife, Vat Navy.


"Very strange, but this is what my husband wanted," she said by phone from a village about 62 miles east of Cambodia's capital, Phnom Penh. She said they ended their marriage last month.

"He brought his relatives and used saws to cut the house in half," she said, adding that she now owns the other half that is still standing. The house is made from wood with a tile roof and propped up on wooden pillars, a typical style for a Cambodian country home.

She said her estranged husband and his relatives, after ripping apart half of the house, carried all the debris to his parents' house nearby.

She said the divorce was prompted by her husband's jealousy about her alleged relationship with a policeman in the village. She denied having an extramarital affair.

"He wanted a divorce, and I said, `Let's divorce,'" she said.

The husband could not be reached for comment.

Bou Bout, a village chief, said local officials and police were present as witnesses the day the couple split their 20-by-24 1/2 foot house into half.

"Local officials tried three times to get them to mend their differences, but the husband would not budge," Bou Bout said by phone.

doe82:
I strongly recommend deliverance.thats just what u need!!!

Na like that you cure your own?

It's always good to think before you post

ikamefa:
and what language have you made/invented or published ? mr ingrish? 


for a sec i thought the sheep - shagger above me  was @ topic 

i  nor know sey hin be voltron "  "

defender of the english language!

he did not post[b] hello dear[/b] ode, oponu aiye rada! 

he posted  hey dear!

which  part of world are you from? _{am sure na slap, una dey take greet una elders for yah clan oloshi}

You must be a kid!

ifyalways:
. . . .Not the best of jobs but better than being idle and expecting manner from heaven.Someone once said "what we do do not define who we are "  circumstances bro,circumstances  

Abi o my sister!circumstances  

The English made their language and they use it , if the word hey is not offensive in English why should it be offensive here in Nigeria?

Stella died and went to heaven , As she stood in front of St. Peter at the Pearly Gates, she saw a huge wall of clocks behind her. She asked, "What are all those clocks?" St Peter answered, "Those are Lie-Clocks. Everyone on Earth has a Lie-Clock. Every time you lie, the hands on your clock will move." "Oh," said Stella, "whose clock is that?" "That's Bishop Ajayi Crowther's. The hands have never moved, indicating that he never told a lie." "Incredible," said Stella. "And whose is that one?" St Peter responded, "That's Nnamdi Azikwe's clock. The hands have moved twice, telling us that Zik told only two lies in his entire life." "Where's my husband Obasanjo's clock?" asked Stella. "Obasanjo's clock is in Jesus' office. He's using it as a ceiling fan

http://news.yahoo.com/s/afp/20081002/lf_afp/nigeriawasteenvironment;_ylt=AluzsBDD9R.EhC6vWFCMxAdvaA8F

    KATAGUA, Nigeria (AFP) - As a rickety garbage truck rattled to a halt and discharged its contents Francis Adigwe, an unemployed textile engineer turned scavenger, rushed over and emerged with his find of the day, a piece of metal he estimated will bring in more than two dollars.

Adigwe is haunted by two concerns, the toll that the job he has done since he was laid off five years ago is taking on his health and his ever-dwindling chances of finding a wife.

"No girl will marry me if I continue with this," he said, adding that most people in his line of business die young, succumbing either to respiratory ailments or to various infectious diseases.

When the Indian company he used to work for closed its operations in Nigeria five years ago, Adigwe, 25, realised he was not going to find another job and moved into scavenging.

The more than 15 million inhabitants of Lagos produce an estimated 9,000 tonnes of trash every day, according to local authorities. It piles up, unsorted and unprotected in huge stinking piles at the side of the street. Commuters gaily throw trash -- mainly plastic -- from vehicles and this blocks drainage channels at the side of the road, leading to massive flooding at the slightest rain.

Every few days a garbage truck takes some of the waste to a site like Katagua on the outskirts of the city.

At the dump, competition is fierce. Anike Lawal, a 52-year-old widow and mother of six clad in protective gloves has been in the scavenging business since her husband died two years ago.

"I have to be fast and smart to pick the best items. If not, I'll have nothing to sell today," she told AFP, her wrinkled face set in determination.

Among the waste she looks for are nylon items, plastics,bulldozer used tyres, papers, bottles, metals, electrical appliances and computer parts. She sells her finds on to others who recycle them.

Nigeria may rank among Africa's top oil producers but many people here scape by on a dollar a day or less.

Lawal, who says she averages about four dollars a day, has set up her home -- a structure made of rusty iron sheets and tattered cloths -- right at the dump.

Nigerian health officials say they are worried about the risks scavengers face.

"Prolonged exposure to wastes can cause bronchial infection and if , not properly managed that can lead to pneumonia," said Lookman Akinyele, a public health expert with the government of Ogun state that borders on Lagos.

Used electronics and computer parts contains harmful substances such as lead, cadmium, mercury and flame-retardants.

Akinyele said his government has embarked on a campaign to enlighten people on the dangers of scavenging. No ban has been put in place as no one would respect it.

Some scavengers, rather than waiting until the waste is brought to the dump, go out with barrows in search of it at street corners in late afternoon, sorting it in situ -- cans into one sack, plastic into another. Food they consider still edible is devoured on the spot.

Some observers say the scavengers are carrying out what should be a government service -- waste sorting.

"Waste management is a public health issue and it should be handled with care and adequate attention," environmental campaigner Akin Adaranijo said.

candy:
Like someone righfully said; English is your problem man!
I'm an English teacher, so don't even start with the naija stuff you wrote up there. Hey is not a Nigerian language. The hey you said we use to call cobblers in naija is actually the same hey we are talking about here, just pronounced differently. I've been out of naija for some time now, but I still hold those naija values close to my heart.
I'll assume you are not a Nigerian.

Nigger and negro dont mean the same and the pronuounciations are different.Did you get that?
Call me a negro,i will smile But a nigga?Hell no

shegirl71:
What is being a third world country have to do with anything,I smell another wannabe in the house,If u have no respect for people then please just hush.

I will tell u something Mr English is your problem,every country has a pattern or culture they follow,if you as a ****Nigerian do nt see anything wrong in that txt all because you want to show that u are "hip hop like" then i must say you are another candidate for the MR Wannabe contest.

Una just dey shout!Did he say the mother complain? . . . . . She understood perfectly.Am sure the lady that complained has the same mentality as the rest of U.May God deliver you

candy:
''hey'' is used to call someone's attention, sometimes in a way which is not very polite(when it starts a sentence)
As a Nigerian, can you use ''hey'' to call your mum's attention?
Can you sart text messaging your girlfriend's mum with ''hey''?
How happy will you be if your friend sees your mum and the first things he/she says is :hey! how are you?
Answer in all sincerity.
If you answer yes to any of the questions above and you are a Nigerian,

You are mistaking the word  "HEY" for the youruba or let me say Nigeria word "heyss" The word you can use when callin a child or shoemaker!They sound alike but they are not same ok?

sesman:
Sistawoman, we are certainly not saying that, if i can speak for the others, what we are saying is, in our Nigerian Culture, it is not apporpirate to send a txt message like that to your Girlfriends mom. this is deemed as being disrespectul.

Big lie!who are you speaking for?Your co-village people?Abeg! Let's call a spade a spade

Ezinwannem:
In this modern days, people have lost their communication manner, lol, how can you send that to somebody's mother really especially in the Nigerian society/culture? abeg, expalin yourself to the daugther that wants explanation. next time, learn how to talk.

I now see why Nigeria will remain a THIRD WORLD COUNTRY!!!

sistawoman:
If i was texting my mom I would say say Hey to her.  I would say i miss you.  If i was texting my ex husbands mom i would say the same and would not find it strange to have my man text my mom the same way.

Now the fact that I am an American i would not text an Nigerian that way.  Because based on the responses here one might be lead to believe that men f,ck their MIL's all the time and that women have to be overly concerned with everything their man sends to their moms.

I would never believe my man to be fu,cking my mom unless i walked in on them doing the do.  This is just not acceptable behavior in our culture.  At least not among blacks, now among oyinbos that is a different story.

Dont mind all those stupid responses.Those ones are from the village in Nigeria.Feel free to say HEY or hi to the learned ones.We are all not as daft as those stupid replies you are reading saying hey is rude.They are simply VILLAGERS!