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Steveagro:
It goes both ways it could be the main guy feasting on the side guy cumm

Makes sense! You're right!!

Yankee101:
Be ready for all the diseases, STDs and HIV they will be sharing

And probably she's just been had and Mr Side Guy arrives to chop from same pot....lick plate recently "cleared" of male fluid!!!
Shit, what a position! Side guy! Second hand material!!

pigmania:
Piglet also stutters and seems to have low self esteem.

Exactly!!

pigmania:
Haha! Christopher Robin, Piglet, busybody Tigger, and that humble donkey with the nailed tail, those days were really fun and cool. Greetings sir.

Thanks my brother! Immediately I got home yesterday I go watch one serie again!! Do you know that all basic human characters are displayed in each of them? Pooh is phlegmatic; Tigger is sanguine; Eeyore is melancholic; and Rabbit is choleric

brain54:
If I see this kind one now I go chop o...

I even lick my phone small here!

So you come copy me ba?? Make we find OP address let's congregate there!!

thesicilian:
Sorry for your predicament.

But the part of the story that caught my attention is that it was your police friend that even called you to come to where you got arrested. Which further confirms my belief that the police can never really be your friend.

Actually he was caught in the middle.
I took the driver to the station where my friend works while the driver's family reported the case to police headquarters, the Anti kidnap squad actually went there and he owned up, then he was asked to call me. He was let off with a reprimand though...
Lot of things happened in between I didn't tell in the story.

pigmania:
Mulan, Dumb and Dumber, Winnie the pooh, everything from Looney tunes like tweety, daffy duck, bugs bunny e.t.c Good old days.

Winnie the Pooh! I'm in my 50s, yet I dey watch am...steady

Racoon:
"What Were Your Favorite Cartoons of Childhood?"

There was Mighty Mouse.

Orlandoo:
Imagine how a rich old man is dragging himself with a teenager in public?

Truly shame dey catch me for him.
His adult children won't behave like this self...
Na him bed sha, make him lay on it...

Juliearth:
....or the true character has been there and as clear as day from the onset, but the lady assumed she can pray him into changing...

You know character is inherent in both genders, good or/and bad, and any u disciplined human can decide to let the bad character take front row in any relationship, also, either party may not notice or may think they can pray it away...

frozen70:
Experience is good for one to rethink and adjust

No doubt about that!!

Fountainofyouth:
Toh, I hope western countries supporting and sympathetising with them can see that even Saudi the custodian of Islam is rejecting Hamas,

I also heard that Egypt that is sharing border with Gaza tightened border security cos they dont want Palestinian refugees.

You need to see the border wall Egypt built...almost as high as the clouds...barbed wires rolling like sea waves all over it...

frozen70:
God will give you the grace to be calming down

Assuming you beat him and he died the next day, you will be held responsible for his death and will be jailed for life

By the time you get to prison your anger will go bye force

By then it's to late, think about it

You're absolutely right.
Naturally I'm not the kind that flares up. That day I'd not been into anything that would have triggered my emotions so it was surprising.

Sincerely the less than 24 hours in the cell humbled me. The cell inmates and the life in there should be a good lesson to anyone not to do anything rash like I did...or even worse...anything could happen and one would find his whole life changed and chained to the monotonous life i saw that night....

I'll expect more people to give their encounters too...it's an eye opener...

badaru911:
..So if they didn't see the driver, that's going to be free stony beans for many years. Man, you have to thank GOD o.

You can imagine my thoughts throughout the course of the night! The "what ifs" the "now what " the "my work will now stop" the "how will my children feel?"....
I really was tormented by millions of thoughts...lesson duly learnt that day...

Pootle:
na man you be two two Heineken for you

Thanks sir!! Cheers!!!

Racoon:
I still have PTSD from the ones I witnessed in Bar Beach back in those days. However, the wave of executions seems not to have done much.

Honestly I think humans have a morbid desire to see another human killed...else how do you explain the crowd that comes to watch public execution yet some within the crowds will be right there stealing or after watching, go home to do one bad thing or another!!!
Again look at a situation where an accident occurs, humans these days would rather film than move to rescue!!
So i think these execution doesn't deter humans...incarceration is better.

PS.
in as much as this event happened in 2015, I kept it a secret from my family until last year I told it to my children! My wife still doesn't know...maybe the boys will tell her when they want to...but definitely not me!!
They were not shocked because they said they always knew i was never a weakling even though I'm gentle! We are usually always filled with adventure...

Brethren! I learned the hard way on the 15th day of December 2015, road rage, rash decision and uncouth behaviour can lead to serious consequences and regret. Money thrown away! I could have used that money even as a gift to someone in need, I wasted it away, wasted productive time too, and endangered my health and family wellbeing...
Thanks for reading...

My phone's ring tone woke me up, and it was my wife. Your phone's been unavailable, I said yes, no light! Lie. So what's up? Oh, just charged it now and going back to work. Lie again...
How are you? I'm fine...Lie again...hmmmmm. Have you had lunch? Yes, Lie again and again...
Look, I'm rushing out, call you later this evening...another Lie just to stop telling more lies!
I lay back down and rested more before going out to get something into my stomach...

I got to my abode and straight into the shower!
Warm soothing bath with disinfectant and lots of scrubbing...I continually imagine how those who are inmates manage the hygiene there! So many things go on in there, eating and drinking in an enclosure less than 150sqm with the washroom only inches from your nose and mouth.
Some guys in using the toilet would blast the output in high decibels not even regarding the ears and senses of others!
Oh God!!
After shower I laid down to reflect...but soon drifted to dreamland...I couldn't control the urge....

Yes, more trouble!
Kidnap file closed and thrashed, accident file opened!
What have I gotten myself into!! But I'll say it's a case of fire into frypan!
Was informed going to press charges? No I responded, was he the driver also going to press charges? No, both of us preferred to stay away from trouble.
Better...the vehicles were photographed, the case processed and dismissed. But i still had to pay some amount officially and under the table. I didn't mind, just wanted to get the hell outta that place!

You can go collect your clothes and accessories and car and go!!
Music to my ears! I smiled for the first time!
Imagine walking down corridors in a public place dressed in boxers only, some lady police commented about my build and I thought I'll dismissed her with a sarcastic remarks but she took it literally and said I go bring your car keys now which side you live. See me see trouble...

Of course Reuben didn't let that slide, continued to tease me with that statement till we parted that day.

Why are you wearing only boxers?? You don't look hungry, in fact you look great!!
That's how crazy Reuben can be.
I was glad to see him and even though I didn't find his comments amusing at that time...

Was taken to the counter and to an office, there i met the driver who brushed me. He looked unhappy and greeted me. I responded and tried to be friendly. I had regained my composure.

The police asked if we knew each other we both said no.
Any quarrels before yesterday? No.
Then each of us explained ourselves and it was determined that it was more of accident than a kidnap case!! Phew!! What a relief...hope!!
Then came the part i dreaded! BAIL!!
#100k naira...and I looked at Reuben, he then took the officer aside and they whispered, came back and he gave them half the amount.

Meanwhile rice and beans had been sent for but I couldn't eat, partly due to the trauma I felt psychologically and anxiety of leaving that place.

So, the police now turned the case to accident case!
More trouble!!!!

galantjoe:
Am always pray against road rage
Road rage is devastating, damaging and it can be fatal.

Controll your emotions
Be empathetic and use emotional intelligence

Thanks for understanding the message. Road rage...that's it..

Double0h7:
Hmmm. Come and finish the story.

Sure.

Double0h7:
Someone pumps your car and you pull them out of their car and drive off with them only to extort them for money for your friend, not even yourself This is insanity! Like this you are a husband and a father? Africa my Africa! This is why other races see the black man as an animal. I’m so embarrassed for you.

Thanks for the embarrassment. That's the point of the whole story, I made a very stupid decision, and bore the consequences...I learned my lesson and want others to learn too.
Yes, I'm a husband and father, does that mean I've not downsides? My reaction that day was not something you'd see in me, yet that day it reared and I paid for it!!

The condition of not knowing how far time was moving, the desperation to leave the environment, thoughts about my family and the situation i found myself, a kidnap case was overwhelming...and being in the little enclosure with another 15-18 men really began to make me feel claustrophobic and faint...I was losing strength, no food, though I wasn't hungry. I just kept feeling faint and sick...I started to whisper prayers for my friend to show up...
I continued to feel low...couldn't tell the time made it worse...it was taking forever!! I couldn't imagine another night here!!
I tried to draw strength, but from where??
When I was sure I would lose consciousness...I heard my name at the gate!! Or was i already out of this earth and at the gates of heaven No!!

My cellmates began sitting in pairs or small groups talking about things, I tried to chat the guy sitting next to me, he told me he was brought to the cell by his uncle who had accused him of theft...
I heard some men speaking hausa and decided to greet them and join their conversation, they responded to the greeting and we chit chatted a while. Their case was beyond me, they'd been in that cell for close to 6 months!! I shuddered...that's serious! I couldn't imagine myself in that place for any more minute! How do they cope?? Oh lord!! People are going through a lot of trauma!!
Then I noticed the cell became quieter, I began to sense that everyone was being cautious...I was a mole!! A police mole!!
Maybe i was talking with them so I could extract information!
I then retreated into my thoughts. I had believed that chatting will take my mind off my situation and let time pass at least. But now I'm being alienated! Police mole!
Anyway, now I had to sit quietly and wait. This was taking too long, I couldn't tell the time...this made it even worse.
After a while a young lady came with some food for a guy, and the guard said: give the food quick and go, many of them inside the cell haven't seen or slept with a woman for long, if you delay now dem fit craze as dem dey see you!!
I couldn't even smile even though he said it and was laughing...the life of cell dwellers!! The things one took for granted now is used as a Taunt!!

I realised the cell remained dark, that's when I really took a look. The cell had no windows!! I saw some slats that probably allowed air to circulate, but definitely let in only very little light.
Somehow, you couldn't tell time because the ambience in the cell remained the same.
Soon, some family members brought food for some of the men and they ate after inviting us all, I declined, but the aroma of the food reminded me I hadn't eaten from last night...I pushed aside the thought...I need to see my friend who I'm expecting to come and do the needful to get me free from this progressing nightmare!!!

Soon, an officer came and called my name. I came to the door, I was let out, taken to the counter and asked to call whoever I wanted to call.
I called my friend and told him to come over.
He promised to come as soon as he could. Then I was taken back to the cell.
I had walked in my boxers in the reception hall of a police station...no shoes, no glasses, no dignity!!
Chaaaiii...na me be this??
My father a retired officer himself would be ashamed!! My mum would cry!! My wife, what would I say to her?? My children!! How can I explain myself to them??

I felt tears stinging my eyes, but I swallowed it...after all, I haven't even been charged yet...I needed to focus and wait for my friend to come...he has influence...high ranking officers, he must get me out!!!

Sleep eluded me, of course how would I sleep with such a situation? How would I defend myself? Get a lawyer? How long would the case last? Maybe I'll remain in custody until it's over! A whirlpool of thoughts kept me wide awake...
The toilet opened directly into the cell, and when I was pressed I walked in and peed, it splashed on my legs but I didn't care..
At dawn my cellmates started to stir..and soon the cell guard came to wake us up...we were let out just at the door and the guard greeted. Then said to answer to our names. Names were called and each person answered and got back into the cell.
I heard my name, I answered and got back in, I was the last to be called, so I guessed the roll call followed the order of arrest..
I just said to myself, see your name being called in a police station well...I felt really bad.
As i sat down in the still dim cell someone asked my name again and why I was there..I told him..
Then he said: na lie you de lie, you be police! Dem just put you here to spy us. See your fresh body, you be real officer, who you want to decieve?
Wow!! I couldn't believe my ears!!
But i said he was mistaken, he dismissed me by saying no dey lie sir you no fit decieve us!

Then I kept quiet. And I thought maybe that's why I was left alone the night before! They saw my size and maybe the "confidence " with which I spoke. Somehow I was relieved!

I kept expecting something dreadful, several minutes passed then I began to relax a bit.
Then a smallish guy sat up and asked my name and reason i was there. Something told me to be instinctive, and though I gave my true name i just said I kidnapped someone, I thought maybe that would make them feel i was tough...
He then rolled back on his mattress and said we go talk in the morning night don do, sleep..

I exhaled and still sat on the can wondering...
So this is CELL, these are inmates, with varying situations true or false, real or imagined.
I was in a dilemma, what was going to happen by morning? Would i truly face a kidnap case?

Kobojunkie:
Kidnap na rash decision?

Instead of being rational and think comprehensively i decided to let my anger lead my thoughts...that's rash...