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Observe the image carefully then answer the questions that below.

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Here are the questions:

1. How many tourists are staying at this camp?

2. When did they arrive: today or a few days ago?

3. How did they get here?

4. Is there a town nearby?

5. Where does the wind blow from: north or south?

6. What time of day is it?

7. Where did Alex go?

8. Who was on duty yesterday?

9. What date is it today?

Correct answers will be posted later, now test your brain

ajuwarhodes:
Since I got pregnant (5months now) hubby and I haven't been having sex, I give him the benefit of the doubt that his not cheating on me. But am 100percent certain that he mastubates.

This isn't any of my business but i'm just curious, why don't you guys have sex?

slap1:
Hibernating does not affect battery life, does it?

No I doesn't.

thagift:
the way you dress that's how you will be address, if you take urself as a gentle sheep no wolves will come backing.

Does that make me any sense to you? And if it does, do you really believe that?

silkytouch:
Take note, hibernating your system more than a couple of hours damages the battery, I heard and didnt believe, I had to learn the hard way.
It is better to shut down once you are done with you Laptop.

That's a myth man, I've been using laptops for years and I always hibernate, I've had battery problems with only one.

Marvel1206:
Noted, i love hibernating.. If i close the lid, it will hibernate
thanks

I hope you don't mean sleep o, cause closing the lid usually puts the PC to sleep by default, and sleep is entirely different from hibernate.

So long as it's not a forced shutdown(holding down the power button) then it doesn't matter, but nevertheless hibernating is better for your hard drive in the long run than shutting down all the time.

God is as great as this creature is real.

I've had my orders successfully delivered twice, the third was lost and I was given a refund.
I currently have two more orders on the way.

Just remember that free shipping takes at least a month to deliver.

we don hear

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Lalasticlala come see

Dike Chukwumerije, an Abuja based writer posted this on his Facebook wall to mark his 8th marriage anniversary with his wife. You must have probably seen this cos the post has garnered over 1.3k shares!

8 THINGS I HATE ABOUT BEING MARRIED TO YOU


1. You are shouting something from somewhere, only God knows what you’re saying. So I look up from my desk and yell, ‘What did you say?” You shout back something, only God knows what you’re saying. So, I grumble to myself, get up, walk to the top of the stairs and yell, “What did you say?” And you shout back something, only God knows what you’re saying. So, I hiss to myself, walk down the stairs, to the door of the living room, and find you curled up on the couch reading. So, I take a deep breath and ask quietly, “What did you say?” And, looking totally surprised to see me there, you peer over your book and say, “Oh, I was just wondering where you were.”

2. If I ask upstairs, then ask downstairs, then ask before I start peeling it if you want dodo and you say, ‘No, no, no’. Then I peel it and fry it, sit down to eat it, and you sit opposite me – and in the name of ‘keeping me company’ – take one single dodo and put in your mouth. I hate it.

3. When I am sleeping and you wake me up because I am snoring. Honestly, before God and man, is it fair?

4. You complain and complain that you take care of everybody in this house from morning till night and nobody ever takes care of you. So I get up the next morning and say I will make you breakfast, and you act excited and follow me to the kitchen. Then I open the cupboard and select one pot, and you sigh like someone recently bereaved. So, I ask, ‘What is it?’ And you say, ‘That is my wok. I only use it when I’m making Chinese fried rice’. So I select another one, and you say, ‘Ehm, I don’t use that frying pan anymore.’ And I turn around and ask, “Should I let you do this?” And you say, “Perhaps it is best”.

5. You come into the sitting room. I am watching a movie. You ask, “What is that?” I press the “i” button. You read the info and say, “This is a nice movie, why didn’t you call me?” I say, “Sorry”. You sit down. Three seconds later, you ask me, “Who is this man?” I say, “I don’t know. I have not watched the movie before.” Ten seconds later you ask me, “Is he going to kill her?” I say, “I don’t know. I have not watched the movie before.” Six seconds later you scream and ask me, “Will she die?” Honestly, I hate it.

6. You hold up 2 dresses and ask me to pick one. I do a quick ‘tun-bum-tun-bum’ in my head and point to the one in your right hand. “Really?” You look disappointed. “Doesn’t it make me look fat?” So, I point to the one in your left hand. “Really?” You look disappointed. “I think it makes me look short.”

7. When we are sitting at a table somewhere and a girl with a ‘look at it’ bum walks past and you immediately start looking into my eyes, and keep looking into my eyes till she has passed the point where I can only see the glory by very obviously turning my head… Honestly, before God and man, is this fair?

8. Now, you are frowning. So, I ask, “Is everything ok?” You say, “Yes.” And I go back to writing this article. Please, how is this ‘insensitive’?

lol

Naijasinglegirl

Who get dat kind time?
Make gorgeous chubby guy like me come dey suffer himself dey gym because of woman?
When multitudes of fine fine babes (my beautiful boo inclusive) like me with my "Soft" physique like that? na lie

miss LuveU2 take ya time o!

lalasticlala can you relate?

You're looking for someone to do your assignment for you abi?

Kidnapped for marriage?! Is that girl even up to 10?

Ladies and gentlemen, this is a simple but effective method of getting married to someone you love when your parents are against it:
Simply impregnate or get pregnant for your boo.

If you want evidence of it's effectiveness come see my family, no time for lubbish.

LoveMachine:
Our best minds keep leaving home and build up other countries.

I don't believe that, our best minds are right here in this country but these men are much better educated.

LoveMachine:
Nice post. The brain drain is real.

What brain drain?

1. Stuff Like This Happens More Often Than You Think

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Jeremiah tells us that, in his corner of the world, mob justice and burnings aren't a very common practice ... which is unfortunately just another way of saying that they do happen, even if they're infrequent.

It's next to impossible to get precise statistics, though we know that in Kenya there were 100 such cases in just a two-month span in 2011 . In the spring and summer of 2013, the country averaged more than one vigilante killing a day. "Mostly, it involves pickpockets who are not very sleek or fast, some pedophiles, and every once in a while a rapist. This data isn't methodically/statistically very precise, but I'd say that one out of three of these mob justices end up in burning," Jeremiah says. And we doubt that the other two conclude with a stern talking to and the criminal being let go.

Admittedly, if it was just rapists and pedophiles experiencing this brutal mob justice, it'd still be a pretty horrifying thing, but at least you can sort of understand the mindless rage the sympathizers would feel in that situation -- lashing out in a moment of grief and extreme anger. But burning a petty thief seems like pure lunacy (or the act of people who just really want an excuse to burn somebody), and the lack of due process means random innocent people going up in flames on a regular basis. We're talking about elderly Kenyan men and women being burned alive for being "witches" and kids being murdered with fire for belonging to the wrong tribe .

And that, right there, is the problem with vigilante justice in a nutshell. The moment you decide it's OK for the mob to play judge, jury, and executioner, well, what are the boundaries? Who's to decide when the mob has gone too far? If they even try, that's when they'll find out it's not about justice -- it's about revenge and instant gratification. In the real world, you don't get Batman or The Punisher. You just get people like Jeremiah's neighbors, who to this day probably don't think they did anything wrong.

As for Jeremiah, he's now almost fully recovered and living in a different part of Kenya with his parents. He's working hard to regain his healthy self back and to exorcise the ghosts of the past.

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2. The Beating Might Have Saved His Life

"The scariest part was the odor of burning flesh and the hard reality that that was my very own flesh," Jeremiah recalls. "Then I smelled some acrid smoky smell, am guessing it was from my clothes burning coupled with a choking smell of the burning petrol. That was followed by an unpleasant sulfurous-like smell; very disconcerting. ... And then it finally settled on some kind of sweetish porky smell, which, ironically, was the most nauseating."

To make matters worse, as Jeremiah thrashed around in agony, the fire slowly started to consume the oxygen around him, effectively suffocating him. This continued for two to four minutes. If that doesn't sound like a long time, try experiencing it while on fire. Or just stick your hand in a pot of boiling water for that long. It must have seemed like years.

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Reminder: This living hell was over a half-empty cylinder of cooking gas . Death for a few bucks worth of propane.

And Jeremiah remembers every second of it because, yes, he was conscious the entire time. Which also means that he remembers the police arriving and saving his life after being called to the scene by his friend Dennis. Still, by the time they got there, the damage was already done. "The final damage to my body included: eye trauma, one broken hand, third-degree burns [over most of his body], three broken front teeth, recurring acute headaches, swollen head, tons of wounds, aching joints, fully burnt hair at the back of my head, a dislocated ankle, a broken rib, and several other miniature injuries," he says.

"Oh! And massive psychological trauma. Also, most of my skin was damaged, so there wasn't much left for grafts. Plus, there's also the very sensitive issue of insufficient funds and awful insurance plan, so only the very critical (cosmetic) places were lucky enough to receive grafts, e.g. my upper neck. The rest were left to heal on their own."

Which is another way to say "Experience pain consistently ranked alongside childbirth and actual torture."

But, oddly enough, the mob might have done him one unintentional favor, he says. "One of the nurses who was dressing my wounds at the ER said I wasn't fatty or muscular, and that he had seen worse damage for similar cases of burning. He argued that since I lacked any substantial body muscle or body fat to act as very momentary padding to my inner organs, that all the blood I bled during the beating acted as some sort of protective insulation."

Basically, the hospital reckoned that because all of Jeremiah's injuries were external, the earlier beat-down must have created a blood barrier that protected his guts from the fire. We have no idea if that's scientifically valid, but it's one explanation for why he was merely seared in the accident instead of cooked through. Also, it's the most gruesome silver lining we can imagine.

3. Terror Can Keep You From Escaping

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Most males under a certain age secretly believe that given the right set of extreme circumstances, they'd turn into an unstoppable, ass-kicking mix of Bruce Lee and the Hulk. Well, you can hardly get any more extreme than people threatening to burn you alive, but when Jeremiah found himself in that very situation, he could hardly move a limb.

"After I had realized that the mob justice was a go, some thoughts did close my mind about running for my life. But then it was already probably way too late, for the crowd had already formed a very solid circle around me, a very efficient mob justice carnage matrix," he says. "I also figured out that running would just strengthen their case by [making it seem like] I was as guilty as sin."

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Because no innocent person would ever question the value of grisly, summary execution.

As ridiculous as it sounds, we're 100 percent sure he's right ("Trying to escape being burned alive? Only a guilty person would do that!". With no other options, he just accepted his fate: "I was immobilized, but not physically, not held down nor tied down, but by the psychosomatic petrification, the apprehension of my acute levels of defenselessness, my futile search for dignity at my last times, and the inner feeling of powerlessness that whispers to you that you are past saving." Sadly, those whispers turned out to be right.

Once the mob gathered enough gasoline, they quickly moved on to -- let's call it what it was -- the execution. "Most of the gas was lost to the ground as I desperately rolled and slithered while one of the vigilantes poured it on me," Jeremiah says. And in a movie it would be right then, at the most desperate moment, that the hero's friend would storm in and shut down the mob. Or maybe the cops, or maybe some less crazy neighbors would come to the rescue. Or maybe the hero comes up with some clever, last-second escape plan -- the random item he slipped into his pocket in the first act winds up being an unexpected savior.

But here, in real life, they just lit a match. Whoosh.

I WAS BURNED ALIVE BY AN ANGRY MOB: HERE'S MY STORY

WARNING: This is the story of a real guy who was burned alive by a mob. If you're sensitive to reading stories about real people being burned alive by mobs, you might want to skip this one because, and we can't emphasize this enough, it contains a story about a guy who was burned alive by a mob.

Our culture tends to love vigilante justice. Mainly because when we picture it all we see is Batman curb-stomping The Joker after he poisoned a bus full of children on live television or something. But down here in the real world, you know what we call people who commit acts of violence while maintaining an unwavering belief that they're in the right? Violent criminals.

Case in point: In mid-2015, "Jeremiah," a resident of Kenya, was mistaken for a thief by an angry mob who then proceeded to beat the ever-loving shit out of him before dousing him in gasoline and setting him on fire. He somehow survived, and now all he's asking for is a chance to tell his story. Here it is. You've been warned.

5. It All Started Over A Tiny Misunderstanding
The utter nightmare we're about to describe starts with a poor college graduate, not too different from lots of the people reading this. Jeremiah was fresh out of school and living in a dilapidated flophouse in Ruai, Nairobi (as bad as you think the job market is for recent grads where you live, trust us, it can be worse). His living situation is actually an important detail to keep in mind here, because when people have very little to their name, it can either bring out the absolutely best or the very worst in them, both of which Jeremiah got to experience firsthand.

"My room was a part of a 23-room block that we shared with 22 other diversified tenants (students, waiters, mechanics, etc.). One of the rooms was occupied by my best friend, Dennis. We exchanged keys so we could help each other with basic supplies (laptops, utensils, gas cylinders we used for cooking, etc.), because that's what friends do," he says.

In other words, day-to-day stuff that doesn't usually involve the threat of vigilante mob murder.

But on the evening of June 21, 2015, this arrangement would result in the minor misunderstanding that would quickly spin out of control. "I arrived at the house at around 9 p.m. My gas cylinder had dried up the previous night, and Dennis was inconveniently not in his room when I got there," he says. "So after buying some groceries, I went and used my copy of his key to borrow his cooking cylinder with clean intentions of returning it once I was done, a routine we had both done a couple of times."

That's when Jeremiah was spotted by one of his neighbors, who immediately concluded that he was stealing the cylinder. There was some fuss and a small group soon gathered around Jeremiah with vigilante fantasies dancing in their heads. "People asked me for my friend's number to confirm I had his permission to borrow his things. But Dennis, who was on his God knows which beer, thought it was a joke, so he said it was a wrong number, and that pretty much sealed my deal," he says.

"Wait," you're probably saying. "There's another part of this, right? Like, in the course of being accused of stealing a gas cylinder, he accidentally killed one of the accusers? They surely didn't burn a man alive over supposed petty theft!" They sure did.

4. Once a Mob Gets Going, There's No Stopping Them

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As soon as the self-appointed Neighborhood Watchmen decided that he was guilty, someone suggested that they should call the police. But the majority voted that idea down in favor of feeding Jeremiah a justice sandwich themselves, which mainly consisted of fists, metal bars, and bricks. Jeremiah tells us: "After about 15 minutes of serious beating, Dennis called one of the neighboring tenants back. After the whole escapade was explained to him, he clarified that it was all a big mistake and that he gave me a copy of his key out of his own free will."

It didn't matter. The mob concluded that the neighbor had faked the phone call because he suddenly grew a conscience like some kind of pussy. This is where you find out that righteous anger can be more addictive than crack, and inside every vigilante is a rage-filled person who's been just waiting to scratch that itch. For them it's a chance to inflict punishment, not just on the guy on the floor but on everyone who's ever wronged them.

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Become a surrogate for a bad boss or cheating partner and all the exonerating phone calls in the world mean exactly bullshit.

So, that brief pause in the mindless violence just gave the crowd time to realize that the beating wasn't killing Jeremiah fast enough, and that's when they decided to add fire to the equation. You know, because he might have stolen that one thing. And ironically, Jeremiah recalls, "To ignite the flame and to accelerate the process, they decided to steal some petrol from a pickup truck parked next to the block." We're guessing the cognitive dissonance just added to their rage.

Oh, and before the mob took Jeremiah outside to burn him (hey, you can't start a fire indoors; someone might get hurt) they made a stop at his apartment and looted the shit out of it, because again how else will they teach society that stealing is wrong. "They took about $20 in Kenyan shillings that was on the table, a smartphone, my laptop, and another laptop which I was repairing for a friend," he says. Then, Jeremiah was dragged to an empty dirt road where no one would bother the mob with any misplaced calls for sanity.

MadCow1:
O really!!!

Wait o! I actually agree with your signature, it's very suspect that there's a restriction there when every other part of Nairaland is freely accessible.

MadCow1:
She was not forced into marriage.. Hmmmmm!!!


Thats an interesting point..

This article is not clear enough for me.

What's unclear? She wasn't married off because she hadn't completed her Islamic education but she was sexually abused for seven months.

First time? Seriously?