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mattfeuter:
I disagree with number 8

Nothing stops you from going anywhere to get Punnna, as long as it’s on your term.

It becomes scarcity mentality when you actually have to send money to her to come visit you.

BlackNeo:
EXAMPLES OF SCARCITY MENTALITY

Scarcity mentality is when:

1) A female is misbehaving and you dont correct her or dump her

2) Scarcity mentality is the fear that you are going to lose her if you insist on having your way all the time

3) Scarcity mentality is if you rely on collecting one girls number from your guy and DMing her

4) Scarcity mentality is when the only option you have of getting women is entering into DMs like a fool all the time

5) Scarcity mentality is texting anonymous messages to women

6) Scarcity mentality is giving a woman transport fare to come see you( Dr Olufunmilayo$

7) Scarcity mentality is when you engage in long distance affairs as if theres no woman with 2 meters of you

Scarcity mentality is when you travel to get punna. E.g Ibadan to lag

9) Scarcity mentality is the name I give to a long term relationship where your female says no sexx till marriahe

10) Scarcity mentality is when any woman matters to you. I dont see women, I see options for my pleasure!

Chris525:
Pulling out of cultism is tough. Your group wont accept it & your rivals wont believe it, JUs you offended will try to get back at you. Its you against the world, its tough.

If you are well casted in the game, just leave Naija but pls dont go to italy, SA or Malay. Keep your location secret.

If you're living a double life where you're a cultist only in school, leave your uni for a private uni in another region. Stay low there & face your studies.

If you're casted at home/on the street, you need a new home. Go stay with relatives preferably in states up north boycott your home/friends. Start afresh.

Its not as easy as stated but those are practical steps. You must have made up your mind, you need to open up to certain family, who'll give the moral/financial support you need to get through. Change your lines, be reborn.

When you get into the new location, dont be idle. Be calm, be Godly, be respectful. Quit drugs & move with Jus. Be prayerful, stay off crime.

You MAY have to legalise your renounciation.

rasheedatt:
you guys can't do without us but will still bash us why

Chris525:
Thanks. I agree with you 100% but he's not with us.

If you read down previous threads, you would understand better.

Chris525:
Now I'm even more convinced than earlier that you're a dullard.

Whenever you're done, you can get on with your life. Just dont forget what I told you today.

Peace. My regards to your mom.

illicit:
My dick has a big cap

DaBogu:
I was still in school when my younger brother called me and said that an old friend of mine (Bob) had died in a cult clash. I went home for the Christmas/the burial.

Two days later, we were allowed to look through his room and possibly give out some of the things worth giving out. It was in the process of ransacking the house that I stumbled on his diary... the content is supplied bellow with distorted names of people and location to avoid identification... the diary read: NOTE... the story was written like a diary file, I assembled them and so there may not be much unity... just hope u enjoy it all the same.


For two years, I have written parts of this story without knowing what title to give it, of when the reality of what had happened in the first year of my study in the university will finally stop hunting. Maybe you may help me with answers to the questions that leave my heart heavy. Mind you, forgiveness is not an option for you readers. If I have to forgive, god himself will have to apologise for letting them take away the only love of my life. That is if he (God) has a sense of remorse.
Just call me Bob, (that’s the name I have been called since my secondary school days). I may not be one of the most “handsomest” of guys around your neighbourhood, but I sure had my fair share of pretty girls, probably because I was extra- ordinarily intelligent. ( I can’t say for sure if I still am). It was no news therefore when I got admission into one of the most prestigious Universities in the Niger Delta.
Before the orientation for fresher’s started, I had made a handful of friends because apart from being intelligent, I was also a great talker. It’s never hard for people like to build an empire of friends anywhere. And so, like a swarm of bees, we buzzed around campus like every new intake will do until we found ourselves at the orientation ground were our likes converged.
“Your moda boy...” ( I was going to say your mother’s boyfriend in reply to a statement made by a friend when she walked by, the sun gracing her chocolate skin and the short black dress she wore adding splendour to her already awesome body. She was the best creation of women that I had seen in a long time). She soon mixed with the crowd and I never saw her that day...


Two weeks after killing myself over a lady I was not sure to meet again passed without me setting my eyes close to anything like her. I decided to move on and soon, settled to my studies believing I had lost her even when she was never mine.
Then she came again, this time to stay for good. We met in a general studies class. Trust me, I made sure she realised how intelligent I was through the question and answer sessions I had with the lecturer. She was impressed and we struck off a friendship that will today be one of my greatest undoing.
The bond grew and we soon became lovers. She was innocent and lovable, wrote moving letters to me day by day. My studies suffered because they dint matter anymore, for all I cared, her love was enough. Our first kiss was heaven and I promised her there and then that I was never going to leave her.  She dint believe me though because I had a reputation of being one unrepentant player. I made good my promise.
What will turn out to be the beginning of the end to our love started one evening three months after we started dating. She complained of being afraid of losing me after she was threatened by a group of boys that they will deal with her since she had refused according to them to date their friend. I assure her that nothing will happen to either of us and that the threats were just to get her afraid and probably date the said guy. I was wrong.
It was the 6th of March it all happened. I was returning from a party with my girl and a two of my male friends when a car overtook us. The four doors flung open, some guys came towards us and sprayed bullets into our car... i woke up days later in one of the hospitals in Asaba. Mum was there with one of my friends in the car. Jennifer and the other did not survive...

As we prepared for their burials, I got a call asking me to meet them at a hotel in Ibusa... the message was short, the caller said: “we can help you if you want revenge, we can fix that. There was no need waiting for a second call, I went and few weeks later, I became a full blooded member of one of the most dreaded cult group in Delta state.
There was no time to waste, the revenge mission was planned and weapons were gotten with me footing most of the bills. We were to attack on the 3rd Nov. 2012...
... Well he died in the cult clash on the morning of 4th Nov. after a bullet from the rival group hit him. He is believed to have written the following lines just before the operation because they were the last words in the diary...


If I live, I pray to god my soul to keep
If I die, I pray him my soul to accept.

Lalaala:
I knew he was a Blue HL, but I never expected him to bring his brothers to my hostel, cos I lived in a secluded area so dae don't know where I stay cos I no popular for school or cast myself, but he knew I was a lord...
I never seek revenge on him, I just learnt my lesson, he was killed on day he went to write his final paper...

Minemrys:
where've u been since 2018? Ben walked out.

Minemrys:
who kn0ws? I keep saying rob pattins0n and reeve batman aren't in the dceu. Keat0n isn't c0ming for one picture. He's c0ming for multiple like nick fury's role in the mcu.

Nickshrapnel:
ACBD

2cribz:
Wwf don cast.
Take us back to 1999 to 2005 when wef was hot cake

KingAzubuike:
Read all pages.

Cultism doesn't pay. It ruins lives.

Kiingazubuike:
You reason like an illiterate. I have been observing your posts. What a dunce
Your case is already at the state CID and there is nothing i can do about it

IamPlato:
She Licked My Ass Hole, was Shy and Felt Like A Woman that Day

callmeRichie:
A bald head nah bald head, even if she use wig una go still know say nah bald head dey inside

GreenArrow1:
Like passionate said, it gets easier with time. That's why they always stay together. Speaking the same jargons and occupying their brains with the language.
If you aren't impersonating and just forget a line of I.D, you'll chop drilling.
If you were impersonating, depending on the mood of things, you might either get drilling and subsequent initiation, or take serious beatings followed by bailing with cash or eat a bullet if you are suspected of being an opposing cult member.

GreenArrow1:
Soon someone will ask for Boko Haram OT.
#Say no to terrorism.

As that one we de now.

Norman4real:
Lol, me too. I was once about to do so coz I really liked this girl but she said she wouldn't give me a BJ in return so I cancelled.