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Almost every lady you come across has a great picture of her dream man; tall, handsome, intelligent, comfortable, etc. There's absolutely nothing wrong with that, if you ask me. But have you noticed that most of these ladies end up married to men almost opposite their spec? I remember my former colleague. She's tall, light skinned, beautiful and well educated. And her dreams about her future husband was as tall as she is. Barely one year after she got a new job with one of the telecomm operators, she got married to a short Akwa Ibom guy (no offence intended). From what I gathered this guy is barely comfortable. Instances like this abound. Please why do you think ladies change their mind at the last minute?

SLIDE waxie: Bros, u better send ur brother packin, sack d girlie and use d money to 'right' JAMB cos ur English na die

na im make me dey go night school, make i for follow you dey knack akpako (sorry, knack grammar)

Exponental: What is d size of ur prickk n dat of ur broda?

No be the size of my sim-card be the problem, because i don use am operate Nokia, Samsung, Blackberry, even Motorola - with full network

Coldfeet: Sack the otepu and your bros! Reason be say your bros fit do am to another otepu weh u go use replace otepu factory fitted! (2) your Otepu fit still do am with one of your guys for area.
Abeg answer the question wey them ask u for up ya bros kini big pass ya own?

You try for the advice, but how me go take know the size of my small brother sim card?

E get dis confirmed otepu for my area wey i dey kolobi. Mehn, if u see this babe eh, her face fine like mammy-water; her brea'st na follow-come; her backside na factory-fitted with android operating system. To cut long story short, me with her come dey do collabo. E don reach like one and half years now. E get one programme wey i just start so i apply for permanent night for the hotel wey i dey work. My junior bros dey stay with me (na them wan right JAMB this Saturday). My people, this Tuesday as I reach work, my bodi just dey do me somehow - like say i wan sick. As my supervisor notice am, na im e give permission make i waka.

I reach house around 10:35pm, come dey knock door. My small brother bone. I call im number, small bros kak. Finally, smallie open door. Na so im dey shake, dey sweat. Omo, When i step inside, see my otepu on top bed dey pretend like say she dey sleep. Since wey we start the collabo, i never allow her pass night because of my small bros, as na one-room i dey live. As i lock door come 'wake' my otepu, she no fit look my face, she come dey cry. After every every, both of dem agree say dem dey nyash.

My people, for this kind thing now, make i send my small bros back to village after JAMB, abi make i sack my otepu?