illicit:
In Ibadan maybe 500

In Abuja, 1000

BlueRayDick:


Use protection.

BlueRayDick:
No woman is really single; know this and know peace!

xtheunknown:

care to share with me?

Beverlyjean:


Abeg who watches Galaxy abi you think every tribe listens to a yorubas station ... so I should be wasting subscription and time watching galaxy , or I should tune into a yoruba speaking radio station when I'm in the car and listen to a language I dont understand when the likes of cool Fm and rhythm fm is on air

Coolsat:
Never heard of him

Cooolme:

My sister is not Nigerian neither my Mom.

Lolachef:
Happy birthday to me and to all November celebrants.

kayus621:
It was during my national youth service year in Akwa Ibom State when our paths first crossed. We were both posted to ukanafun as National Youth Service Corp(NYSC) members, and little did I know that this would be the beginning of a beautiful journey.

From the moment we met, I was captivated by her warm presence. She had a way of making me feel at ease, and her infectious laughter filled the room. She had a nickname for me, "Kayo," which she said in a playful and sexy way. It quickly caught on, and soon, my fellow colleagues started calling me by that name too.

As we got to know each other, our connection deepened. We discovered shared interests, passions, and dreams. But one of our most cherished moments was when we started coming out at night to talk about our lives under the moonlight. It became our sacred time, where we could share our deepest thoughts, dreams, and fears.

We had made it a tradition to come out at night and share our lives with each other, reminiscing about our past, our secondary school experiences, and our university lives.

But one thing that always stood out for me was when she spoke about her former job as a receptionist. There was something enchanting about the way she told her stories, especially when it happened under the moonlight. It was as if the moon itself was lending an ear, illuminating her words and giving them a magical touch.

I would listen intently as she painted vivid pictures with her words, describing the challenges she faced and the interesting people she encountered. She had a way of making even the simplest of tasks sound fascinating and captivating. And as she spoke, I could feel myself being transported into her world, experiencing every moment alongside her.

It was during these nights that I truly got to know her on a deeper level, understanding the experiences that had shaped her into the person she was today.

Sometimes, we would sit in silence, just basking in each other's presence, the moonlight creating a serene ambiance around us.

But it wasn't always smooth sailing. Like any close relationship, we had our fair share of misunderstandings. However, what set us apart was our commitment to resolving those misunderstandings under the moonlight.

When disagreements arose, we would find ourselves back in our special spot, away from the distractions of the world. There, under the moonlight, we would open up to each other, expressing our thoughts and feelings with honesty and vulnerability.

We were willing to confront our differences head-on, to listen and understand each other's perspectives. Under the moonlight, we would apologize, forgive, and embrace each other's flaws. It was in those moments of vulnerability that our bond grew even stronger. We learned to appreciate the beauty of compromise and the power of understanding.

Looking back on those nights, I realize that our misunderstandings were not obstacles but opportunities for growth. They allowed us to learn more about ourselves and each other, deepening our connection in ways we never thought possible.

As the days turned into weeks and the weeks into months, our bond grew stronger. We became each other's confidants, supporting one another through the ups and downs of our service year. Whether it was navigating the challenges of our assigned tasks or finding solace in the unfamiliar surroundings, we were there for each other every step of the way.

Looking back, I realize that meeting her during my youth service year was no coincidence. It was a serendipitous moment that brought us together, shaping the course of our lives in ways we couldn't have imagined.


Today is her birthday so I created a website specially to wish her a happy birthday, there you will find our memories together, please help me wish her a happy birthday. Check my signature for the website link, you can drop your wishes for her on the site, through her whatsapp or Facebook.
God bless you as you help make her birthday a memorable one🙏

Sofistcatdmoron:
because they are briefs too

9jahotblog:
some of his S.A are reading it.

9jahotblog:
Adeleke is in serious trouble for bringing the clueless consultants that doesn’t know how to audit the staffs of Osun State and the academic staffs in Osun State. I won’t talk much here. A nepotistic man will never succeed in government. Adeleke’s government has bound to fail woefully beyond repair. 2026 is very far, the good people of Osun State will who they want in 2026 poll. Osun State is a significant State in Yoruba Land that you don’t toiled with the people and their dealings too.

RPG2020:



What about the money he took till he die

sultanofpigs:
A land we fought for and won, and a useless woman will come and offer sacrifices at junctions on the way for prayers?

Kwara is not Yoruba land , it belongs to islam.

Any person that tries that will get sharia treatment.

Nonsense

tonicyril:
Doctor in the house please help. For the past 7 or 8 months now I have bn having this serious rashes on my body, fully concentrated on my genitals and my inner laps those I am feeling the tingling sensation all over my body but that of my laps and genitals are unbearable.

Now I don't wear boxers again else I will regret my decision, even without wearing the boxer I am always in pains and feel uneasy as I always scratch my body every minute.

The tins shows on my body like I am having measles but it's not measles

I have gone to our local doctor he prescribed drugs for me but it did not go, I went to the chemist I usually patronise and she sold drugs to me, now I use to buy the drugs every weeks still this tin refuses to go.
My woman called another nurse of her, she prescribed an injection for me and my woman, each injection is 14k, now I have bought two of it yet the symptoms persists

What do I use pls, doctor in the house.


Now I can't stay for 10sec without scratching my body as I use to feel the tingling and biting sensation all over my body..pls help me

edoman2016:


The AA ladies that I am meeting, I just don't have feelings for them.

yarimo:
He was waving at illiterate Obidients and IPOB terrorists

Acekidc4:
My Birthday Gift to Peter Obi is in his Trouser, his Precious Manhood but unfortunately he is too delusional to see it. He is thinking President Tinubu stole it. Wetin Tinubu wan use your Manhood do, he get him own Na🙄🙄








Patron

001Lagos:
Before you became governor , you were begging them and even made many promises if elected . You've become governor now, you are avoiding them.

The office of the governor belongs to the people , the people should have access to there leaders at all times