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daveP: Nice youngPhenom

youngPhenom?
Who be dat?

Gud morning sir

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SammyHoe: Ouch!! I didn't notice it sir...ayam so sowee!!!

#smiles
thats 5gyrus pnts for me

edogho....u geh luck
we for fight jus now
nobody plays with my PL oo






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SammyHoe: Who wan dash you PL? U beta not do ruff play o because na me b PL

see me see wahala oo
na only u say if u make 3 consecutive posts to get PL then its void!



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3Dimension: na tru u talk o.

sammyhoe i am pl lol



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stormybucci: thief! thief!!!

its the rules bruh
u dont win pl by making 3 consecutive posts


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Im PL



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stormybucci: lolzz... i think it's better said 2 d saw

its better said to storm lol



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stormybucci: old things has past away behold, all things have become new

tell that to the dogs
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Floor littered with Bottles of stout.
Everybody laughs as a drunkard shouts.
And staggered, and scatters tables.
Held by 2 men, yet he seems too able.
Stronger from the alcohol's clout.
He yelled he must hear from the horse's mouth.
And he must make hay, he must clear the stables.
The facts are scary, let me hear the fables.
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Celebrant sits, today is the day.
Nodding head to the song constantly on replay.
All his life he had been running, like relays.
This party signals an end to the game.
The secret must be kept, the truth must delay.
Love must be jailed, hate must prevail.
Cleanliness delays wealth, dirtiness is the way.
He too had thought otherwise, till he saw evil face to face.
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The drunkard stops shouting, staring blankly.
Nodding his head, closed his nostrils with his dirty hankie.
He could see the accounts without being a staff, transparent banking.
This is the truth? The gods must be angry.
No, there's only one God! These souls must be angry!
He must be warned, they are not happy.
He must retrace his steps now, must make it snappy.
Cos this is where it ends, this is where they axe him.
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He sits and notice the drunk, who doesnt seem invited.
His countenance changed, he wasnt excited.
This drunk, his attention is so divided.
Drunkards love drink, yet this one didnt mind it.
The drunk is coming here, somebody ditch him.
What is he trying to say? Nobody listen!
I have to leave here, i have to be quick.
This drunkard knew the secret, how come he did?
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The secrets are too real, we couldnt just ignore.
Drunks dont just talk, it was a real report.
We beat the celebrant, till the voodoo was dug.
He confessed he would get peace after he drinks our blood.
We fed him his, we gave him his medicine.
He cried that he failed after everything.
His whole family was gone, ours was at hand.
But we had him first, now toast to the man.
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stormybucci: b4 or after d great storm on nairaland?

shortly before the storm

stormybucci: pagelord 4 hip house nd ebiag house at d same tym??

exactly


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stormybucci: my jazz still dae work nd i use am break history

e done happen before
i done do am na


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Lol stormybucci u again



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So the compound is the scenario 75.....with all these characters, its an interesting place to be! Ride On DaveP



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stormybucci: d name of d dibia is "dibia mafiokonsi(don't put ur mind at it)"

ok


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stormybucci: 2nd tym being a pagelord!!!!!

biko m'bia
nw which dibia u dey use?



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