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PICTURES OR IT NEVER HAPPENED!

Are you a learner?

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Tagged “Hot and Raw”, this month’s edition of Koga One Night Stand was held on December 28, which included performances from Nigeria’s biggest music export: Wizkid. The King of the streets Terry G also joined Wizkid on stage.

The event was hosted by popular on-air personality, YAW.

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Wizkid & L.A.X
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All pictures shot and edited by me. ALL SUGGESTIONS ARE WELCOMED.

MOMSY MUKINA, FP ASAP!

Pictures or it didnt happen!

OP, Pictures or it didn't happen!

Therefore, do the needful

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SOMEWHERE IN NIGERIA, THERE’S A FLOOR THAT NEED’S SCRUBBING.

Some people live in fear of making a mistake. They feel they just couldn’t face the shame. Ironically, such people are mistaken. If we don’t get it wrong, we’ll never learn anything. We just become a kind of “one trick pony” ambling through life, repeating the same old safe, tried and tested tricks. In our country, Nigeria, we have lately been living life on the edge. We have had to face our own weaknesses, whilst we have managed to conquer some of these, most impressively, we are painfully aware of others. We should fear not. We’ll surely with God’s support beat these in the next battle. Certainty is a dangerous state. The worst “rogue nation” on the face of the globe….is determination! When we feel sure of ourselves beyond all doubt, we become terrifying and obnoxious. We become capable of doing things that are dreadfully wrong, whilst believing the whole time that we have some kind of divine right. It’s worth remembering that evil never thinks of itself as evil. It invariably acts out of what it feels quite sure are good motives. The very best thing we can do now in our beloved country is encourage some doubts and debates. Like I had said many times before, the hungry must be fed, the homeless housed, the sick treated and the weak protected. These, surely, are the duties of anyone who hold – or aspire to hold – any kind of power. But have we noticed how when you try to tidy a room, it is never possible to clear up every last inch of it. Sometimes, a little mess will remain. Even, if it’s discreetly hidden behind a door, a drawer, or a “speaker”. Perhaps, if we could just get rid of that one last lingering imperfection, we could banish all mess forever in our motherland, but that might be living in a sterile environment. Some people ought to stop listening to me and start working. Somewhere in our country, there’s a floor that needs scrubbing AND a dirty job that somebody has to do.



WHY IS THE CHANGE WE SEEK IN NIGERIA ATTAINABLE?

So here we are. The tomorrow that we have been waiting for so apprehensively has arrived. And guess what? There will be another tomorrow, tomorrow. Time is a neat invention. It takes us all a while to get used to it but sooner than later we wise up. Nothing lasts forever. Most things though, last longer than we expect them. The change we seek in our country is attainable. Each day, we’re getting closer to it. We need to adapt to the speed of the train that we’re travelling on. Let’s not worry. I believe it’s surely heading to the right destination. We are gaining new insights by the day. Some of these we strongly suspect, will eventually lead us down some very different roads. We are probably right…they will, But the road we are currently on in our country is still a good one. The time to take action has not yet arrived. We do not yet know the whole story. We really need to mull things over. While we do so, let’s make the most of what’s actually happening. If it’s going to change, it deserves to be appreciated while there’s still time. There are some significant factors to take into account and adjust to. There’s also an element of irony in our country’s situation which one day we might see the lighter side of. If we truly and honestly want to be constructive, we have to be firm but flexible, focused but free, furious but fair. Aren’t these contradictions? Of course! But then what we are dealing with now on the national level is one giant contradiction. Let’s accept it for what it is now and we will see how to stop it being a problem. Let’s have a little faith in our own understanding of what matters. We must trust that, even though we don’t know everything, we know enough on which to base a reasonably sound judgement. As long as we are now willing to double check our calculations before we implement our choices, we stand an excellent chance of getting our next move right. We can't really be scared of werewolves, vampires and zombies. If we were, we wouldn't be able to dress up as them. That begs an interesting question. What is it that we fear in our country? More relevantly, what is it that we fear now? It's certainly nothing obvious. We take in our stride challenges that might soon bring others to their knees. Yet we do have a weakness and we need, somehow, to identify, understand and overcome it. I believe the Lord has promised that this will soon prove easier to do than we imagine.



WHY IN NIGERIA, DO WE PREFER DELUSION TO REALITY?

In this world of ours, we like our friends to have something in common with us. A shared interest makes it much easier to keep any relationship alive. We don’t want to be in complete agreement about everything all the time. We need at least a few differences of opinion, if only so we can have an interesting debate. As long as there's mutual respect, those differences can be pretty big. It's not 'opposing points of view' that make folk dislike each other. It's a 'refusal to see that the other point of view has merit." I mention all that now because there's a conflict emerging in our country. Let’s not feed it – and let’s not run away from it either. Let’s look for a way to 'agree to differ' this really IS possible. Two wrongs may not make a right, but they don't necessarily make matters any worse than when there was just one wrong! Two rights, under some circumstances, could make some things seem very wrong. And what if we are wrong to think something is right? Then life gets very confusing. By and large, we are all wrong to spend too much time worrying about whether anything is right or wrong. If something is really wrong now, it will gradually become clear to us - and we will naturally see how to put it right. But when we are vehemently opposed to, another person's point of view, our position may not be comfortable but it is at least, easy to understand. The worst communication difficulties arise when two people are in agreement about many matters but differ dramatically about some essential point. Reality(truth) is never comfortable. That's why most people, whenever they feel bewildered, are keen to regain a feeling of clarity. They jump to the first conclusion that seems half-convincing - and then breathe a sigh of relief because they are no longer in doubt. Really, though, they have merely swapped reality for delusion! This feels better in the short term but creates far more trouble in the long run. Certainty is soothing. Doubt is disturbing. That's why most of us prefer delusion to reality. We would rather cling to an opinion, no matter how ill-founded, than cast ourselves adrift on the ocean of bewilderment. If, we can now find the courage to concede that there is something we don't know, we can begin to make a priceless discovery. We won't find out the truth until we stop believing in a convenient assumption. The reality may not be quite so handy in the short-term, but, in the long run, it is of far more use to us in the country that belongs to our generation.



WHY DO WE NEED TO DO WHAT IS RIGHT AND FAIR……..

We live in a world full of rules. We have to accept, not only the laws of the land, but the laws of science. We soon learn that, if we defy these laws, one way or another we will pay a price. Thus, we embrace them - enthusiastically. Enthusiasm though, gives rise to appetite. We end up hungering for yet more laws - so we create them; laws of fashion, laws of style, laws of language, laws of polite behaviour, laws of self-restraint. There are some laws we must not break now. A rebellion in one area, though, is long overdue. We think, because we can't leap tall buildings in a single bound, that there's no point in jumping. We imagine, because we know that we can't go faster than a speeding express train, that we will never get anywhere. We yearn for superhuman powers and then feel decidedly frustrated by their annoying absence. Right now, we really don't need a cape or a one-piece Lycra suit. We just need a little more faith in the abilities that we do already have. Our opportunity is perfectly feasible and well-worth pursuing. But how much of the future can we really see? Less than we wish we could, but more than we think we can! Some things will always be hidden. Others definitely can be correctly identified. From time to time, the heavens find it necessary to boost our powers of prediction. It requires us to have an inkling of what's possible, to ensure that we make appropriate choices….



………..AND WHY NIGERIANS WON’T BE SORRY

In Nigeria our country we are getting a glimpse of the shape of things to come. If we like the look of this, let’s trust it and work to make it a reality. If we don't, let’s take heed - and take action. After a while, we get used to wading through treacle. We don't expect our steps to be anything but sticky. We wear treacle-proof boots. We develop treacle-treading techniques. Then, to our surprise, we walk out one morning to find the streets have been cleaned. The treacle has all been washed away. We miss it. We even feel suspicious. Could it be a trick to lull us into a false sense of security? Right now, something awkward is leaving our motherland. Something good is coming to take its place. We mustn’t fear this change – we must embrace it. As we edge nearer to a goblin guardian with a sharp sword, we are growing deeply uncomfortable. Surely, there must be another way out of the tunnel? If this way, so fraught with danger, is the only way to proceed, perhaps it is best not to proceed at all - but then we don't want to remain in the catacombs forever. As we contemplate the daunting obstacle, let’s listen carefully. What's that noise? It sounds a lot like snoring. Guess what? Nigeria’s enemies are asleep! It's only an analogy but it is, Trust me, a good one. The Lord our God is on our side now. The period of uncertainty that we have lately been going through is now coming to an end. We won't suddenly find that we have all the answers but we will at least start to feel sure that we are asking the right questions. We won't suddenly resolve all our disagreements with others - but we'll feel much more comfortable about the need and reason for the conflict. We won't get everything we want - but I strongly believe we will at least become happy that we know how to get it over time. Progress is about to become possible in the world most beloved nation…well! It’s Nigeria. Two words spring to mind. The first is 'cards'. The second is 'table'. Let’s put the first upon the second. We have nothing to lose and everything to gain. Others may not choose to be so candid. Our efforts to set an example may - or may not - have a constructive impact. It's possible they may make some people extra keen to conceal something. It doesn't matter. Let’s do what we know is right and fair... and Nigerians won't be sorry.



WHY DO WE NEED DIFFICULTY IN JUST THE SAME WAY AS WE NEED FOOD?

This world is full of people who are struggling to get what they want. Some are failing while others are succeeding. So who, among these, should we congratulate and to whom should we offer sympathy? That's not a question that can be answered without knowing more about what is being sought and why. It's perfectly possible to get what we think we want and be miserable. It's possible too, to never get it but deeply enjoy the process of trying. Let’s forget about whether we are winning or losing now. Let’s just aim to be wise. What goes up though, must surely come down. Unless, that is, it happens to be a rocket, capable of defying the earth's gravity. Such vessels only have to come back if their pilots want them to. They can float in space forever if they are not deliberately drawn down again. Some people believe that when we come to the end of our time on this earth, we will all be judged. If that's really so, how will we know that we have arrived in a different place? Surely, it is here in this world that the judging takes place. We mortals never seem to stop weighing each other up, jumping to conclusions and apportioning degrees of innocence and blame. If the gods aren't a little more impartial and forgiving, do they really deserve their place in the pantheon? Let’s not be too harsh on ourselves or others now. Without problems to solve, we may as well be potatoes - or cabbages! We will have no stimulation, no motivation, no challenges to rise to and no choices to make. We need difficulty in just the same way as we need food. We mustn't have too much - but we mustn't have too little, either. We may prefer our troubles to have a particular texture or flavour, but it is surprising what we can digest when we really have to. There is a way now to gain enjoyment in our country and even nourishment from a situation that I believe we all dislike. Let’s imagine it is 2007. We are looking back together over the last couple of years and assessing the experiences we have been through. Are we going to decide that we have made a series of clever moves or will we be looking back at a trail of missed opportunities? That entirely depends on how keen we have been to get to the future! The key to success in our country right now, does not involve hurrying time along and trying to speed up the arrival of tomorrow. It involves developing a deeper appreciation of what's happening today.



WHY OUR LEADERS MUST NEVER LET ANYTHING COMPROMISE THEIR INTEGRITY?

When we feel hungry, it doesn't matter how good life has been lately or how much we have to look forward to. All we know is that our stomach is growling and we have to do something about this! Likewise, when we're tired or feel under the weather. Some needs are so overwhelming that, till they have been met, they 'cancel out' everything else. Emotional states can have the same effect. We get so 'into' a desire, a fear, resentment or a worry that the rest of our life begins to seem irrelevant. Let’s watch for that now. Some factors are bugging us in this country, big time. But it's really not as important as we think. Let’s not let it spoil our enjoyment of all that's so good in our country, in other ways. Opportunities are only useful to us if we are able to recognize them. We can be surrounded by all the things we need most but if they're hidden behind walls or if we're looking to the left when they happen to be on the right... we'll just feel as if nothing is on offer to us. Pessimists forget that opportunity is playful and likes to play hide and seek. Optimists, though, just join in the game... and join in. If they can't see an opening or a possibility, they start hunting. They inwardly 'know' it must be somewhere nearby, waiting to be dug out. Let’s be optimistic now in Nigeria. If we set out looking for a better way to move on... we WILL find one! There is not much point in putting on a play if there is no one in the audience to watch it. Why bother staging a drama if it's not going to create a reaction? Somewhere in our country, a fire is burning. We can add more fuel or we can leave it to burn itself out. I believe we can regain control and restore order. To do this, we must be firm (though, not heavy-handed) and confident (but not arrogant). Above all else we must be honest with ourselves. What do we really want? We will only make progress if our actions match our words. The trouble with small deceptions is that they have a tendency to turn into large deceptions. Whether they involve white lies or dark secrets, they work well enough until someone notices a gap between fact and fiction. Then, either the truth has to come out or an additional layer of misinformation has to be created. Life sometimes brings tricky decisions. It also sometimes brings up tough choices for friends or associates. It's all very well saying, 'err in favour of honesty' but sometimes, a policy of honesty can appear to be a highly erroneous path to follow. Discretion may well make life easier than candor. But integrity is a MUST. We must never let anything compromise our integrity.

plendil: This is unacceptable. I'm surprised many NL are actually endorsing her action. Speaks volume of the kind of home they proceed from.

Not that I'm surprised with the contents - those who read Moji's account (OBJ's estranged wife) will understand. I have no doubt that what she wrote is true, but should we be assailed with OBJ's many sins from her, his very daughter who proceeded from his loins? Using words like "stupidity"?? Haba!

Sure, one can always disagree with one's parent, especially when one comes of age. But I strongly believe dirty linen of this sort - the familial type - shouldn't be exposed in this manner. No.

What Iyabo has done is an abomination. It is immoral. It is ungodly.

Your comment is the main reason why Nigeria is never moving forward.

Stewpeed arsehoole.

doubtingthomas: Mark 7:10 For Moses said, Honour thy father
and thy mother; and, Whoso curseth father or
mother, let him die the death:

Nigerians will never listen!

Such a magnanimously constructed heart pour!

Cant stop crying.

I hate spiders, scorpions and milipedes.

What about you?

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devour129: lol . was expecting a more disastrous end

The END was disastrous. I haven't finished yet!


Abu_Mikey, go back! No kids here...stay off drugs!

ULQUIORRA: its has a neurological basis. Psychological addiction to be precise.

I tried weed but I'm not addicted. You only get addicted if your life is already phucked up and you mess with the wrong jobless people who smoke it for their selfish fake happiness.

I have the right to choose to be addicted but I didn't. And my weeding takes time to plan. To me it's a festival, a sport, and not some randy addiction like say, masturbattion.

If you weed with mature people, you will tempted.

devour129: please please please finish the story abeg ,don't leave it hanging

Go back to my last post. I have updated it...

Curiousity....

devour129: thank you for explaining ! is it the high worth the risk ? i mean side effects ?

It depends. The first time I took weed, I had a very bad experience. It's usually called a bad trip. That was February this year. Before then, I've lived almost my entire life with Weeders. I take alcohol too so, for me. I thought alcohol was the best and final high.

I know a lot of weeders who can't stand a bottle of small stout. I was also skeptical about trying to smoke weed for fear of asthma cancer etc. bear it in mind also that my brain has been hammered with all those parental scares that weed causes madness. So I was not interested in it at all.

However, on that fateful day, I was bored to death nothing to do. I turned on my PC to listen to some nice songs by Owl City. Then my weeder pal came in with stuff and started wrapping (or whatever you people call it) and asked me if I was interested which I declined. I told him I no fit amoke am.

There are many ways to kill a rat he said, that I should try eating just a pinch. Well, I obliged and what started as a pinch multiplied when he came in with a can of Heineken. I ATE TOO FUCKINGG MUCH!

First, the song I was listening to (with earplugs of course) sounded felt so extraordinarily beautiful that I began to doubt my senses. I was like, abi no be the same Vanilla Twilight Owl City wey I dey hear before be dis ni? Everything was intense and clear, the closest example is to compare palito radio speakers to Beats by Dre's output. After about 2 minutes I jumped off the chair and shut down the PC. I was beginning to think something bad was about to happen...

I told my friend I was not feeling fine. I was getting unnecessarily hungry and my heartbeat had increased tremendously. I felt like a heart attack was coming.

My bro told me to calm down. He said I should have smoked it. That edible weed is a lot more potent than when smoked and that the high would wear off soon enough because I didn't consumed much. I was being deceived. This was around 12 in the afternoon and about 30 mins after I ate the stuff.

He told me to take a bath and just feel free and at ease with my self, and savor the moment. I couldn't savor anything! My brain kept conjuring images of heart attack and mad victims. I was scared shitless but I tried to appear cool.

The the munchies began: excessive craving for food. My stomach was rumbling. By now I had accepted my fate and decided to let the weed run its full course on me. But the hunger was not excepted. I've always wondered why these people would consume massive meals after a nice joint. When the hunger became unbearable, i decided to leave the flat for a roadside canteen. As I just comot my room like dis, i felt like falling! Everything was taking a kind of form or the other. Everything felt hot! The sun was too bright (or so I thought) being a creative person, I felt like I was in a movie or something. I went back and told the guy I couldn't go alone. He noticed I was tense and decided to follow me. We went to the canteen and I devoured 300 Naira hollow rice with no meat and 2 pure water. The rice tasted like heaven! I'm telling you. It was as if my sense of taste was being jailbroken or unlocked

I hope you are noting some points (advantages) all along...

We trekked back home and for unknown reasons I became very talkative. I couldn't stop rambling. And in between my ramblings. I told him this shit felt good. I was tripping real good. He was assuring me " you see now everything is fine, I told you" grinning. I was also grinning in response. This was around 12:35pm or so and I felt like I had already drown 4bottles of big stout (I'm talking about the high)

So, my friend told me to go back inside take a nice bath and sleep off pssszt. How I prayed it would be that easy. Once we were back home, it was hell. For no reason I started feeling scared again. I was jittery and I tried looking at the mirror. My eyes were bloodshot puffy and swollen. And the paranoia started again. My friend tried playing Damian Marley & Nas' Distant Relatives album to lift my mood but no it wasn't working. I hated myself. And with each passing minute kids noticed the 'high' rising up and up.

I started complaining to my friend about phucked up I am and how scared I am. He told me to chill the phuck out. This time less reassuring. I felt like I wanted to crap. I hit the toilet but the urge vanished just as it came. Then I went back to my friend and asked him how long it will take for high to last. He said 2 hours at most. It was already 1 o'Clock and I felt 1 more hour wouldn't kill me. Just the assurance that I will be fine in an hour lifted my spirits and I thought 'why not make the remaining hour a memorable experience?'

I jumped back to my PC and fired it on only to google for how long it takes edible weed to run it course. The result was mind blowing: up to eight hours of total mind brick fuckery high! Something died inside me right away. I was convinced I was going to run mad. And my messed up brain magnified the thought 1000 times.

I tried watching Spartacus. It felt like I was watching a 3D movie. The blood, the gore. My eyes were sunken. My heart almost bursted. It was like a train wreck coming...to end it all, my friend left me all alone in the room. I was very unhappy. The high was going up and up. My brain was muddled up. I had no idea when this is going to stop.

Then.

I started having delusional visions. A lot of my childhood memories came back, all those friends I lost contacts with, the ones that died. It felt like I was reliving memory. It felt good and bad. But I had no choice. I was all alone trapped in my messed up mind. I tried doing something creative, maybe write a song, or a movie script or stuff...I had no motivational support. I questioned a lot of things about my self, my existence, my denials, especially about weed and a lot of popularly held belifs that scare people away from experimenting with stuffs. I wasnt scared I was high, I was scared because of these reasons

1 I took the weed with Alcohol.

2 I was sure beyond doubt that I took much more than the normal dose for the 8 hour high. Which escalated my fears. What if i took dose for 24 hours high? Highway to madness. This was around 3-30pm I tried closing my eyes and see if I can sleep. Once I closed my eyes, everything felt beautiful. Right in front of me was a fluid motion of psychedelic colors presentation. So beautiful and yet so eerie...I couldnt sleep. I was scared I'd already be mad by the time I wake up. So I'll prefer I still be awake and experience it first hand.

Then

I started having mild memory loss. I actually doubted it at first, so I called a friend to come over. I told him I wasn't feeling fine. He's an experienced weeder so I was expecting moral support from him. He came and once he saw me, he knew I was high.
I started hallucinating. He assured me I will be fine. Told me to take my time. I started speaking grammar. Then the memory loss came back. I would be having a nice conversation with him for about 5 minutes then I'd suddenly forget what we were talking about. Shit was affecting my memory. I was like God. Stage one, Memory Loss.

My new friend kept reassuring me everything will be fine. He blamed the guy that gave me the drug. He told me I was on overdose. So my brain is actually straining itself to work out the very complex mathematics that the weed has introduced. We both did a lot of research on the internet and I was scared but relieved.

By 6PM my mind was BRICKED. And for like 10-20 mins I felt like I didnt exist. In reality, I felt nothing.

My brain was rebooted when I started feeling some sort of electric impulses going up and down my spine. My other friend told me everything is fine and said he thought I was sleeping or something.

By 7PM I decided to go out and I almost got knocked down by a car. My brain was calculating bullshit! We hit a bar and I took over 4 bottles of fayrouz. I think it calmed me down a bit and we went home and I lay awake. Worried and scared. Up till around 1 am midnight

I didn't know when I dosed off but I woke up around 10 am and was feeling very refreshed and relaxed. I thanked my stars I had no problems and I was also happy I had the experience. It paved way for a lot of thinking and a different perspective on the intricacies of the human mind, and social behavior.

Well here it is. Edible weed is very potent! I've had weed about 2 times after that and the experience was beautiful. This was partly because I was more prepared and also because I was with people I trusted. Dont ever do drugs where you feel threatened or worried.

If you ever feel like doing weed or drugs in general, do a lot of research. Don't jump to please peers. In the end you're the only one riding the train!

Don't believe everything people say.

Also you can check this links to know more about how Psychedelics work.

http://www.disregardeverythingisay.com/post/9331287956/the-visual-components-of-a-psychedelic-experience


http://www.erowid.org/experiences/subs/exp_Cannabis.shtml





Before we became born again, we were all once sinners.. .

(To be continued, pardon my gbagauns)

devour129: Please whats SK ?

SK, also known as Skunk is a very potent strand of marijuana. A hybrid of cannabis sativa and cannabis indica species.

One of the strongest types of weed out there. It's known to keep people high for over 10 hours. Doesn't have the signature weed smell!

This is the kind of weed that leaves you sitting there giggling for twenty minutes, your legs numb, your mind completely bricked, and your hands so twitchy you keep scratching your crotch or whatever you lay your hands on.

Billyonaire: First time, I ate with rice, I felt joy. I bathed and went to bed. The bed started turning and shaking, then the bed started turning upside down, I held very tightly on the bed, I turned and lied on my stomach and fastened my hands on the bed so hard. Then came the voice, "Listen, you are feeling hot, remove your cloths, then go outside naked and take some breeze", I knew this was madness, I told the voice, "shut the Bleep up", I stood up from the bed and locked the door and hide the key so the voice can not make me get silly. I was battling the voice until I slept off and woke up the next day.

Since then, I have tried it severally but socially, and I have even moved on to sk, crack, heroin and Ephedrine on trial basis. My experience with sk cocktail on vodka was exciting, after a glass of the cocktail, I had a mighty erection, I drove out to e-bar and got a pretty lady, I drove straight to Trends, and got a room, I pounded on a call-girl for 3 straight hours but even though I had those voices in my head, I made sure the cd was doubled and at one time trippled. I could feel my veins/muscles expanding and my heart was beating to a point i felt it might come out of my chest, my lungs operated on highest rythmn, my breathing was loud. After the thundering coming, I jumped up, and locked myself in the bathroom and breath for abt 30 minutes, the call-girl had orgasm thrice and when she realize I was in the bathroom too long, she came pushing the door to see whats up, I told her to give me some time. I would have had a cardiac arrest if I wasnt young.

My experience with ephedrine is not fit for the thread.

Most times, experiences are necessary but could be disastrous, if you can, stay off drugs, if you cant, be moderate. No superman there.

[size=18pt]Hian! I always knew you were a crack-addict![/size]

1st ola: [size=28pt] Even till today, dea still discovering Abacha's loot. I wonder how much ibb would have stolen.
I wipe for this nation o.[/size]

[size=38pt]I wipe my nyash with your gbagaun![/size]

Daystar18: It used to be Charly boy.... now it is this Denrele boy. But the danger is that as we accept and encourage these weird characters, we also legitimize and endorse them in the eyes of our children and the upcoming generations.
There are different levels of madness. This is one of them!

Carry your sermon go your village church.
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Na people like you still thinks all effeminate men are gay and all straight men are macho![/size]

gbaskiboy: So funny mr denrele, u need prayer duh, what example are laying down for upcoming youths who are looking up to u to be there model? [b]Orobo scatter sherimam[/b]a(speaking in tongue duh)

[size=18pt]Oh Lawd![/size]

[size=38pt]The Eagle has fallen![/size]

[size=38pt]Its false[/size]

Read below

http://www.snopes.com/inboxer/trivia/11babies.asp

[size=38pt]Its official!

Nairaland is phucked up!!!

We give up![/size]

Done

cool

has-ami:
. Please I need a school of videography and editing where I can b trained in Ibadan...tankz

Ok.

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Dream

Cheetahs are extremely fast short-distance runners

Kenyans are endurance runners.

Na who go tire last win the race.