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@Neoblack |
QuotaSyste:. . .and who talked about hotel "rooms" ![]() you are simply pathetic look here young manifyalways: |
akpu/foo foo oha/onugbo/nsala soup akidi and breadfruit rice beans and corn |
rubi dalu,the weekendi ga adi kpo kpo @Topic,unu lekwa nga nshi uguru na afu oku ![]() mmadu gwaram ya tata,a maghim ihe o putara ![]() |
onye bukwa "danke" igbo ndewo nu |
ok. ![]() waiting |
JJYOU:is that so? The OP was not so straightforward. @OP refund her every penny she spent on you,that way you can be very sure you are not owing her anything. love and pray for her.ask God to in his mercies,touch and change her life.as for her wanting to hurt you,i seriously doubt it ![]() |
. . . .and what happens after the jail term is completed?any automatic jobs for them? lol ![]() |
lol There are people i meet and know i can NEVER love them,no matter what.So basically,rather than wasting their time and deceiving them,its better i just leave them alone.infact make i comot for road,no turn to barrier for someone else. so says Gamine ![]() |
Never knew Sharia was this good ![]() If all dads were like this man . . . . . .go figure ![]() |
knotty:Most hotels in developed and even developing countries use and have video surveillance though the guests might not know.it comes in handy in cases like this. ![]() @Topic,shame ! Personally,methinks the embassy should have left him to face the music there in China .On the other hand,i wonder what the embassy wud have done IF it was an "ordinary and regular Nigerian" ![]() |
second one is "thoughts for food" then ![]() |
whats difference does it make? ![]() |
agaba is drunk ![]() |
Some friends, who hadn't seen each other in 30 years, reunited at a Party. After several drinks, one of the men had to use the rest room. Those who remained talked about their kids. The first guy said, "My son is my pride and joy. He started working at a Successful company at the bottom of the barrel. He studied Economics and Business Administration and soon began to climb the corporate ladder and Now he's the president of the company. He became so rich that he gave His best friend a top of the line Mercedes for his birthday." The second guy said, "Darn, that's terrific! My son is also my pride and Joy. He started working for a big airline, and then went to flight School to become a pilot. Eventually he became a partner in the company, Where he owns the majority of its assets. He's so rich that he gave his Best friend a brand new jet for his birthday." The third man said: "Well, that's terrific! My son studied in the best Universities and became an engineer. Then he started his own Construction company and is now a multimillionaire. He also gave away Something very nice and an expensive to his best friend for his birthday: A 30,000 square foot mansion." The three friends congratulated each other just as the fourth returned From the restroom and asked: "What are all the congratulations for?" One of the three said: "We were talking about the pride we feel for the successes of our sons, what about your son?" The fourth man replied: "My son is gay and makes a living dancing as a Stripper at a nightclub." The three friends said: "What a shame, what a disappointment." The fourth man replied: "No, I'm not ashamed. He's my son and I love Him. And he hasn't done too badly either. His birthday was two weeks ago, And he received a beautiful 30,000 square foot mansion, a brand new jet And a top of the line Mercedes from his three boyfriends. They fainted!!! |
Two naughty boys, Sfiso and Melusi, stole a bag of oranges from their home and decided to go to the nearest cemetery to share the loot. As they were scaling the big gate to enter the cemetery, two oranges fall out of the bag and were left behind at the gate. A heavily drunk man on his way from a local tavern passed near the cemetery Gate and heard the following: One for me, one for you. One for me, one for you. He immediately sobers up and ran as fast as he could to the local priest and said "Come with me to witness God and Satan sharing corpses at the cemetery". They both run back to the cemetery gate and the voices continue: One for me, one for you. Suddenly one voice says: What about the two at the gate? The priest was the first to run for his life! |
someone is drunk ![]() |
. . . .you betcha ![]() |
There is not one dirty word in it, and it is funny. The Smiths were unable to conceive children and decided to use a surrogate father to start their family. On the day the proxy father was to arrive, Mr. Smith kissed his wife goodbye and said, 'Well, I'm off now, the man should be here soon.' Half an hour later, just by chance, a door-to-door baby photographer happened to ring the doorbell, hoping to make a sale. Good morning, Ma'am', he said, 'I've come to, '' Oh, no need to explain,' Mrs. Smith cut in, embarrassed, 'I've been expecting you.' 'Have you really?' said the photographer. 'Well, that's good. Did you know babies are my specialty?' 'Well that's what my husband and I had hoped. Please come in and have a seat' After a moment she asked, blushing, 'Well, where do we start?' 'Leave everything to me. I usually try two in the bathtub, one on the couch, and perhaps a couple on the bed. And sometimes the living room floor is fun. You can really spread out there.' 'Bathtub, living room floor? No wonder it didn't work out for Harry and me!' 'Well, Ma'am, none of us can guarantee a good one every time. But if we try several different positions and I shoot from six or seven angles, I'm sure you'll be pleased with the results.' 'My, that's a lot!' gasped Mrs. Smith. 'Ma'am, in my line of work a man has to take his time. I'd love to be in and out in five minutes, but I'm sure you'd be disappointed with that.' 'Don't I know it,' said Mrs. Smith quietly. The photographer opened his briefcase and pulled out a portfolio of his baby pictures. 'This was done on the top of a bus,' he said. 'Oh my God!' Mrs. Smith exclaimed, grasping at her throat. 'And these twins turned out exceptionally well - when you consider their mother was so difficult to work with.' 'She was difficult?' asked Mrs. Smith. 'Yes, I'm afraid so I finally had to take her to the park to get the job done right. People were crowding around four and five deep to get a good look' 'Four and five deep?' said Mrs. Smith, her eyes wide with amazement. 'Yes', the photographer replied. 'And for more than three hours, too.' The mother was constantly squealing and yelling - I could hardly concentrate, and when darkness approached I had to rush my shots. Finally, when the squirrels began nibbling on my equipment, I just had to pack it all in.' Mrs. Smith leaned forward, 'Do you mean they actually chewed on your, uh, equipment?' 'It's true, Ma'am, yes, Well, if you're ready, I'll set-up my tripod and we can get to work right away, ' 'Tripod?' 'Oh yes, Ma'am. I need to use a tripod to rest my Canon on. It's much too big to be held in the hand very long.' Mrs. Smith fainted. Opss! Hv a Great Day! |
Mom comes to visit her son Mwangi for dinner, who lives with a girl roommate Njambi, During the course of the meal, his mother couldn't help but notice how pretty Mwangi's roommate was. She had long been suspicious of a relationship between the two, and this had only made her more curious. Over the course of the evening, while watching the two interact, she started to wonder if there was more between Mwangi and his roommate than met the eye. Reading his mom' s thoughts, Mwangi volunteered," I know what you must be thinking, but I assure you, Njambi and I are just roommates." About a week later, Njambi came to Mwangi saying, "Ever since your mother came to dinner,I' ve been unable to find the Ugali flour. "You don't suppose she took it,do you? " "Well, I doubt it, but I 'll email her, just to be sure " So he sat down and wrote: Dear Mother, I 'm not saying that you did take the ugali flour from my house, I'm not saying that you did not take the ugali flour. But the fact remains that it has been missing ever since you were here for dinner. Love, Mwangi. Several days later, Mwangi received an email from his Mother which read: Dear Son, I 'm not saying that you do sleep with Njambi, and I'm not saying that you do not sleep with Njambi. But the fact remains that if she were sleeping in her OWN bed, she would have found the ugali flour under her pillow by now. Love, Mum. Moral of the Story, Don' t Lie to Your mother, especially if she is African! |
![]() na u sabi,Ikenna . |
Abidjan ![]() |
Ifeoma/Iheoma/Ihioma can anyone find other versions of "Nonso"? |
. . . .sight for sore eyes ![]() |
lol Tufia[b]kwa[/b] ![]() Unu a chupula Okomogo na threadi ya. ![]() |
I no fit forget ego,Tufiakwa ! ![]() Get ready,i dey go collect the list from my papa. |
source please ![]() |
In some quarters,hes a Hero while in some quarters hes . . .an Unknown solider. |
I might agree with Number 2 ,Others . . . .Pish Posh . |
QuotaSyste:i follow you talk?wetin concern you with my tribe?abeg carry your mentality go front biko.Na you talk pass. |
rotflmao @replies ![]() I have been to Kenya,Its a fine place,have its own fair share of touts,the good,bad and ugly.I can easily compare Nairobi with Lagos.Nice people,nice houses,i have my own pictures,maybe when i have time,i might post it. The people i met where generally accommodating and nice to strangers . |
Tapioka and african salad still dislike them till date ![]() |
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@Neoblack
look here young man





