Swaggzkid:
1st pix----- He dress like a P.A to a local government chairman


2nd pix------ He dress like Dangote Driver


3rd pix----- he dress like **i don't know that one**


4th pix----- He dress like person wey get plenty money *but on the oda side still on the 4th pix ** He be like person wey dey blind

interpaspot:
exactly bro, if you have read his story on hovabuzz.com(episode 5) precisely,you would have noticed he has added fiction to the story, na im only dey escape bullet,judgement even only him dey get help 4rm madam rose,well im enjoying the fictional film.

onismate:
As time went on, I was adapting to the torture and pains of being an illegal immigrant in Kuala Laum. All of us in the dustbin house would hustle each day before we could eat. Sometimes no food at all. We go for up to 3 days before anything like food can even enter our mouth. No be say na better food sef, just carrot. In that hotel Plan B, majority of the food, delicacies, cuisine they prepare are done with carrot. Left over are majorly dumped at the waste unit close to the dustbin house I stay. Na so we go dey hustle to chop ordinary carrot. Sometimes we would wait oooo for days and no leftover would be brought to the waste bin. Hunger go dey fry us like fish. We would wait to hear a sound of waste bin been opened so we could rush to go fetch leftover food. At a time I was tired of the whole thing because all my mouth was full of sores. Chewing carrots almost everyday was giving me injuries. My left side cheeks had swollen.
Sometimes we just pray for Sunday to come because that was the only day I noticed that the police doesn’t disturb us concerning movement, depending on the area one is. Every Sunday, we go to a church close to us because they usually share bread and tea at the church. All of us in the dustbin house don’t miss their service because of the bread and tea we are given. Na so me and my guys will be rushing for tasteless and their tea. I noticed most of the members who are Malaysians are not even rushing or eating the tea and bread. Na only we blacks dey chop the church tea and bread. But I no send.
This particular Sunday, hunger don do us something. We had not eating for 2 days and had not taking our bath for 3 days. Thank God we managed to get water which we had to beg one of the hotel staff to open the tap close to our house. Na there we see water take bath. After bathing, we headed to the church service early enough so we could meet up with the tea and bread breakfast session. After the church service, after loading our stomachs with 7 slice of bread and a litter of tasteless tea each, we headed home.
2 hours later, we were having uncomfortable sleep in our dustbin house when we began hearing gunshots. I didn’t even know were it was coming from. But the sounds were heavy enough to predict that it was close by. The room was so congested. Each and everyone of us were scared. Siren was blowing hot. “Bang bang bang” we heard a knock on the door. Na so fear catch everybody ooooo. I couldn’t move an inch. Some of the guys opened the windows. Na so them begin fly comot from widow. But I don’t know what to do before going through the window would be linking me to a minor underground linking to the major roads and streets. I don’t even know if police officers are already there waiting to get us. The voice from outside was screaming louder, “open this door now,” with an Asian accent. The only thing on my mind there was making heaven. I remembered my mother, father and sisters all my siblings. My imaginations were running wild. My thoughts, “if I die, what would my soul be off. How would God judge me? Maybe as a disobedient child who didn’t listen to his parents?” “chaii na so my life take end?” I thought again to myself as the bang on the door became more intense. Many of the guys were jumping out through the window, but fear no gree me do that, because I don’t know what would befall me at the other side. Soji gently moved close to the door and opened it gently. Immediately he opened it, about 4 police officers just barged in with guns. How they discovered that place we were, no one knew. Before I could say “Hovabuzz,” they started hitting us with guns. And we were over 30 the police officers met inside. I was on the floor when I heard, “Poa , Poa, Poa,” gunshots. 3 guys were already on the ground. The police shot them dead while they had tried to escape. They arrested all of us, carried us with a big van. We were packed like sardine to an unknown place that looked like desert. There was houses like that looked like cells. I had only seen that kind of area in Hollywood films. I saw it as a huge detention center because it has barb wires that demarcated each section. We were left in one big room for 2 days without food nor water. No one came to attend to us or opened the door. We were locked inside the place. I had already given up, that I would be killed. But the third day that the place was opened, officers who were wearing mask was what we were seeing. The officers were kitted, with mask on their faces carring guns. As they opened the place, they took us. By then, I knew it was over. We would be killed. We got to the entrance of the detention center, they covered our faces with black cloth. Some people began crying, while some started singing. I noticed one of the voices who was singing “Anointing fall on me.” It was funny but at that moment, it wasn’t. With the black vale on our faces and handcuff on our hands. We couldn’t see, we were only taken as we matched as we walked about 3 minutes and the vale was removed from our face. ‘Na desert I come dey see abi my eyes dey deceive me?’ I thought to myself. Because I looked back and I could only see the big gate of the detention cell. I was thinking it was the place they want to kill us when I heard, “Ok black monkeys, you all can go. You are free.” The officer who spoke was wearing a mask on his face. Or maybe I didn’t hear well. “Did they really ask us to go or they are just joking” I thought to myself. The officers told us to go. But I began wondering were we are going. They set us free inside a desert. Instead of them to take us back to were we where arrested, rather they brought us to desert to set us free. At first I was kind of happy but the way we began looking at the officers that asked us to go and the way they were doing the favour was suspicious. I felt there was another gender they had. They began shouting on us to go, infact run. And we began running but with double mind. Na me be the first person wey start to dey run. Without food and water for about 2 days with that kind of punishment. But I don’t know what kind of energy that came into me that I found myself ahead of others as we ran. Before we could run up to 5 minutes, we started hearing gunshots. Something in me told me not to look back, that I should just keep running. I kept running, but at a time the gunshots were heavy and intense that I began wondering if the officers were just wasting bullets. I turned back and saw the officers on masked face chasing at us.
To be continued........

SkinnyDude:
Omo Am Also Obsessed With Travelling Abroad. I Read My Wall Map More Than I Read My Books. I Know Almost Every Country In This World. My Guys For Sch And House Call Me, Malaysia! Guy, I Have Had So Many Dream About Abroad. I Have Been To India, Finland, Malaysia, Russia, And Ukraine In Dream..
When Am In A Bus Or Keke, I See Myself On A Plane Flying To Helsinki. Nothing Will Stop Me Oh! I Must See The End Of This. I Told My Mum That I Wont Go For HND, that ND Is Okay For Me. That I Want To Leave This Country. She Is Against It. But Am Thomas. Am Graduating This Year. Bye Bye Naija In Advance.

SkinnyDude:
Omo Am Also Obsessed With Travelling Abroad. I Read My Wall Map More Than I Read My Books. I Know Almost Every Country In This World. My Guys For Sch And House Call Me, Malaysia! Guy, I Have Had So Many Dream About Abroad. I Have Been To India, Finland, Malaysia, Russia, And Ukraine In Dream..
When Am In A Bus Or Keke, I See Myself On A Plane Flying To Helsinki. Nothing Will Stop Me Oh! I Must See The End Of This. I Told My Mum That I Wont Go For HND, that ND Is Okay For Me. That I Want To Leave This Country. She Is Against It. But Am Thomas. Am Graduating This Year. Bye Bye Naija In Advance.

onismate:
hmmmmm... u try oooooo. well story continues...

KiidaACE:
Well the guy is kind ooo.
Any girl who attempts to break my tv and ps4 will just wish she wasn't born.
Talk more of taking 50l of my fuel.....i'll make sure i punch all her nose,people will think she fought mayweather or bash ali.

Freemanan:


Mehn! I will find you and wife you.... #FACT

TRADELYN:
We rejoice with you today as you mark your special day.
Enjoy your Day...happy celebrations!!!

KingTom:
The suya sellers
These ones go there to price old papers for their Ministry

OrlandoOwoh:
It's no longer unusual for some pastors and christians to be heard saying Nigeria's hosting the Festival of Arts and Culture, FESTAC in 1977 marked the beginning of hardship for the country.

The festival saw masquerades, artistes, spiritual diviners, etc converging and using the mystical power in a competition in the National Theatre at Iganmu in Lagos.

How true is this?

blackjack21:


And PRESIDENTIAL.
You can only dream of being on the same level with those cows.









13:49:42
Tue, Apr 14, 2015

stevewale:
Thats a good decision ... let's not make the nation a one party system ... PDP should go form their opposition party come 2023

ronald4lif:
I think it is because women don't easily get in the mood like men. They need men to treat them special and all nice to get that sexual attraction/urge. Another reason could be because most men have made it appears as if sex is like hitting some huge jackpot. Like our lives depends on it. So women have capitalise on this vulnerability of men to achieving their aim; attention, pampering and their want. Maybe men should stop their madness for sex, as women enjoys it as much anyways.

Though this act is sort of annoying, the one that irks me most is after a break up you hear a girl saying "after all I did for him". And you just reflect back to see what value they added to your life. But no, nothing.

A lot of women encourages, support and give men that extra push to becoming a better person. But some just think once they open their legs for him, that's enough. And these are the ones who are quick to play victim with after all I did for him bunkum.

himkers:
[size=14pt]Our President Elect knows where they are [/size]

menix:
Come ooo, is there no election holding in Ekiti (apart frm governorship) cous lala u omitted Ekiti...

Ojiofor:
Okorocha na nollywood actor.