Madukaele:

but i knw say big toto and small toto dey. but i neva fuk, tanks to pono [/color][color=#990000][/color][color=#990000][color=#990000][/color]

Then you must be self servicing.

Marry your choice. A virgin or NOT!!! I'm not a VIRGIN and I'm proud of it If not how i wan take no say big d1ck and small d1ck dey[s][/s]

Poster do you have the video with youthen have him watch it. If you are not sure(cos it can be here say) just keep mute.

Secondly, pple can so gossip and even distroy your name for no just cos and when once the news gets to you, you will also take it to someone else. I guess that was what happened.

Without prove you are bound to fail!!! your friend has already term her GOOD and CARING which might be hard to change.

Plssssssssssssssss just be watching.

Missy B how body na? where you dey since?

hmmmmmmmmmm

Omolola1:

sup lovebug, long time, no post, lol

Omo I dey!!! not true, I ve been here. My thread yesterday made you cry remember??

Meanwhile, there is no more mature guys in NL.

All threads are now from kindergarten's like MOBO444, MR CORK etc.

so no much comments from me but i'm always here.

I miss Missy B and adeboloa.

How your guy na(190)? you guys were banned? Why?

lepa001:

If man do bad thing and dey get am, him go say na devil and wen man impregnate woman way him no wnt marry and dey get am, na condom burst.

Tell am bohhhhhhhhh

tpiah:

poster you are not alone.

many of us typing on nairaland are only here today because the condom broke.

so take heart.

you mumu small sha but not too much.

lol!!!

jst to tell you that your so called co-worker did no use condom but did not want to the blame of not using condom.

Let he reap the fruth of his labours

from the look of things, the guy did not jst sleep with her once but countless timess

He even made promises of '' dnt worry I can take care of you''.

Pls the guy might not have used condom, but to make it sweet, he told you he used condom.

PAY TIME IS HERE SO LET HIM FACE THE MUSIC!!!

MOBO444:

LoveBug now don’t even start a male bashing thread, she (black wife) deserve all she got divorce and all and even more, the man has the right to move on and she was been paid, she should have treated him right when she had the chance and not been negative, he found a new girl and the lack brother is MOVING ON.
Lovebug don’t lose the respect I have for you since that last incidence were I made an error exposure about you (I am still not happy the nairaland admin deleted that thread and you caused it), don’t lose the respect left I have for you, all you black women want is to have us sit at home 24 hours so you can mouth off (and say the guy no dey try).

MOBO444 cnt you see I'm not into youwhy not try else where. Besides i dnt do married men without prestige.

why did you move in with him?

how do one stop all these??

Dafemo:

i read this stuff in a newspaper once, i,m sorry for you

I did too but its not only for your eye but for those that dnt have time for newspaper.

so keep and pass

jennykadry:

Be quiet

WE HAVE HAD ENUFF OF THIS STORY, MORE THAN 50 PEOPLE HAVE POSTED THIS ,NO MORE, ELSE I WILL ASK FOR THREAD TO BE LOCKED

Dnt have much to tel you but

Ok I have sent it to you soon. take care.

jennykadry:

Goodness gracious how mayn times will this thread be posted for goodness sake

You are about the imilionth poster to open this thread, we are tired of reading all this plssss

I am using this medium to beg NLDERS pls no more of this story plszssssssss, I have had my fill of it, this story has been like the national anthem people sing on NL

Biko, ejo, sannu, bitte, abeg, enough already

Pls BOUNCE out of thread!!!

Agibecky:

Beautiful testimonial of love and sacrifice.
Would make a great soap opera.

But as we all can guess, this never happened in Nigeria.

There is no way a wife can have cancer in Nigeria and keep it a secret, even if she is dumb.
Nigerians are the most dramatic creatures on earth and I enjoy watching them on the streets than even viewing TV.
Have you not seen the serio-comic drama of Nigerians on Facebook?

It is only in Nigeria that people fast and pray for every basic need, even for light, water and going to toilet.
Oh, God. Make light come today oh!
Even if PHCN dey strike, Baba do am for me oh.
You said let there be light and one time, light just appear. Papa, na you biko. (a popular chorus on miracles follows.)

To gain admission is a miracle.
To pass exams is a miracle.
To get a job is a miracle.
To get a wife or husband is a miracle.
To get a Visa to US, wow! That is a mighty miracle!

Don't even mention that you are ill, because the devil or a witch is at work even when God knows the illness was caused by dirty habits and dirty surroundings from Lagos to Abuja. CANCER?
A Nigerian wife would have alerted even the GO of her church, the TV stations, daily news papers, etc.

DIVORCE ME?
A Nigerian wife would break into speaking in tongues to curse all her enemies.
She would strip unclothed to fast and pray for a miracle.

Tears ke?
If na Okoya Tejuoso wife, she go do thanksgiving before alarming City People and National Encomium for maximum exposure of the SCANDAL.
Na front page news.

You won divorce me, because of one husband snatcher!
God forbid!
You go kill me today oh!
I go unclothed for you oh!
Ma toto no do you again abi?
Na Jane toto sweet pass, shebi?
Chineke!
Tufiakwa!

it's your mentality and where you belong.

I can't believe a man can do this to his family ***** still crying.

Oh God!!! I can't stop crying.

Please read very carefully.


When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said,
I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed
the hurt in her eyes.


Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I
was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.


She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and
shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She
was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage.
But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to
Jane. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!


With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she
could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.


She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten
years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted
time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved
Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had
expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of
divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer
now.


The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the
table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast
because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane.


When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so
I turned over and was asleep again.


In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything
from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in
that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her
reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want
to disrupt him with our broken marriage.


This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how
I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.


She requested that every day for the month's duration I carry her out of our
bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to
make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.


I told Jane about my wife's divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought
it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce,
she said scornfully.


My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was
explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both
appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms.
His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then
to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes
and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling
somewhat upset. I put her down outside

the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I
could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this
woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There
were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its
toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.


On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning.
This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.


On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing
again. I didn't tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month
slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.


She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but
could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown
bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why
I could carry her more easily.


Suddenly it hit me, she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart.
Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.


Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mom out. To him,
seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his
life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I
turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last
minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the
sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally.
I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.


But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my
arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly
and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.


I drove to office, jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I
was afraid any delay would make me change my mind, I walked upstairs. Jane
opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce
anymore.


She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever?
She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won't divorce. My
marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of
our lives, not because we didn't love each other anymore. Now I realize that
since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her
until death do us apart.


Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the
door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.


At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The
salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you
out every morning until death do us apart.


That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up
stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.

My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even
notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the
whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push thru with the
divorce.-- At least, in the eyes of our son--- I'm a loving husband,


The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is
not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an
environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So
find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other
that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

Comment if you wish.

Please these and learn from it.


When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said,
I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed
the hurt in her eyes.


Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I
was thinking. I want a divorce. I raised the topic calmly.


She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why?

I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and
shouted at me, you are not a man! That night, we didn't talk to each other. She
was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage.
But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to
Jane. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her!


With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she
could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.


She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten
years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted
time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved
Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had
expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release. The idea of
divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer
now.


The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the
table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast
because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane.


When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so
I turned over and was asleep again.


In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything
from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in
that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her
reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want
to disrupt him with our broken marriage.


This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how
I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day.


She requested that every day for the month's duration I carry her out of our
bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to
make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.


I told Jane about my wife's divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought
it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce,
she said scornfully.


My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was
explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both
appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms.
His words brought me a sense of pain. From the bedroom to the sitting room, then
to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes
and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling
somewhat upset. I put her down outside

the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.

On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I
could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this
woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There
were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its
toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.


On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning.
This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.


On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing
again. I didn't tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month
slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.


She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but
could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown
bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why
I could carry her more easily.


Suddenly it hit me, she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart.
Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head.


Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mom out. To him,
seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his
life. My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I
turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last
minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the
sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally.
I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.


But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my
arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly
and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.


I drove to office, jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I
was afraid any delay would make me change my mind, I walked upstairs. Jane
opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce
anymore.


She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever?
She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won't divorce. My
marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of
our lives, not because we didn't love each other anymore. Now I realize that
since I carried her into my home on our wedding day I am supposed to hold her
until death do us apart.


Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the
door and burst into tears. I walked downstairs and drove away.


At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The
salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you
out every morning until death do us apart.


That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up
stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.

My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even
notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the
whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push thru with the
divorce.-- At least, in the eyes of our son--- I'm a loving husband,


The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is
not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an
environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves. So
find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other
that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!

say you mind if you wish.

MOBO444!!!! imagine your mentality. is there any bone or stone in there that can break a bottle

mumulity in the highest level

lwkm!!!

ohhhhhhh that must have been very sweet(painful).

@poster pls dnt mind or take anything posted by MOBO444. he is a profuse looser that have made attempt on several Naija babe but fail to get it his own way that why he keeps calling us names.

at least I'm a living witness and so do most of you here.

First he wanted to google me only for him to meet papy4real he came back here to post and call me a scammer.

NL guys are my witness.

@ MOBO444

yeaaaaaaaa go ahead and pls dnt use CONDOM jst be sure to [b]IMPREGNATE [/b]them before dumping their sorry ass!!!

That's what makes you a COMPLETE bad guy.

[size=8pt][size=8pt][size=8pt]slowpoke[/size][/size][/size]

lol!!! I can't believe NL Guys can be this dumb!!!

A girl promised you she will be coming and you ran to NL for preparationso sorry for you.

Pls be mindful becos she might not come(D chick made that promise jst for you to let her go).

@MRbrownJAY
@omega25red
@release190
IMAGINE UNA MENTALITY

What if the lady did not urter a word of and often gos back to eat the remnant of the stuff wat would he have done(all would have been good) but since she was not happy on her action, she confessed.

your friend should let it be and draw her more close to himself, she wil neva disappoint him again.

hmmmmmm anyway its a lesson and you should be wise in you decisions

Nigerian ''POLICE'' is full of evil!!! how can children report such maltreatments and all they could do was order the man and wife to sign undertaken. what a pathetic story.

We need to flush out all these police men here and recruit new ones ASAP.

BUT***** where is the posterhaven't she got somtin else to say (she opened a thread and then ran away)