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HardMirror:
Dumb story

PabloOmoEscobar:
be doing like willie willie there sogbo

Don't you sleep?

Pls read it
''The Son, the Son, who'll take the Son?''
This is a great story, please read!

A wealthy man and his son loved to collect rare works of art. They had everything in their collection, from Picasso to Raphael. They would often sit together and admire the great works of art..

When the Vietnam conflict broke out, the son went to war. He was very courageous and died in battle while rescuing another soldier. The father was notified and grieved deeply for his only son.


About a month later, just before Christmas,


There was a knock at the door. A young man stood at the door with a large package in his hands..


He said, 'Sir, you don't know me, but I am the soldier for whom your son gave his life. He saved many lives that day, and he was carrying me to safety when a bullet struck him in the heart and he died instantly... He often talked about you, and your love for art.' The young man held out this package.
'I know this isn't much. I'm not really a great artist, but I think your son would have wanted you to have this.'

The father

Opened the package. It was a portrait of his son, painted by the young man. He stared in awe at the way the soldier had captured the personality of his son in the painting. The father was so drawn to the eyes that his own eyes welled up with tears. He thanked the young man and offered to pay him for the picture.. 'Oh, no sir, I could never repay what your son did for me. It's a gift.'

The father hung the portrait over his mantle. Every time visitors came to his home he took them to see the portrait of his son before he showed them any of the other great works he had collected.

The man died a few months later. There was to be a great auction of his paintings. Many influential people gathered, excited over seeing the great paintings and having an opportunity to purchase one for their collection.

On the platform sat the painting of the son. The auctioneer pounded his gavel.
'We will start the bidding with this picture of the son. Who will bid for this picture?'

There was silence...

Then a voice in the back of the room shouted, 'We want to see the famous paintings. Skip this one.'

But the auctioneer persisted 'Will somebody bid for this painting? Who will start the bidding? $100, $200?'

Another voice angrily. 'We didn't come to see this painting. We came to see the Van Gogh's, the Rembrandts. Get on with the Real bids!'

But still the auctioneer continued. 'The son! The son! Who'll take the son?'

Finally, a voice came from the very back of the room. It was the longtime gardener of the man and his son. 'I'll give $10 for the painting...' Being a poor man, it was all he could afford.

'We have $10, who will bid $20?'
'Give it to him for $10. Let's see the masters.'

The crowd was becoming angry They didn't want the picture of the son.
They wanted the more worthy investments for their collections.

The auctioneer pounded the gavel..
'Going once, twice, SOLD for $10!'

A man sitting on the second row shouted, 'Now let's get on with the collection!'

The auctioneer laid down his gavel. 'I'm sorry, the auction is over.'

'What about the paintings?'

'I am sorry. When I was called to conduct this auction, I was told of a secret stipulation in the will... I was not allowed to reveal that stipulation until this time. Only the painting of the son would be auctioned. Whoever bought that painting would inherit the entire estate, including the paintings.

The man who took the son gets everything!'

God gave His son over 2,000 years ago to die on the Cross. Much like the auctioneer, His message today is: 'The Son, the Son, who'll take the Son?'

FOR GOD SO LOVED THE WORLD HE GAVE HIS ONLY BEGOTTEN SON, WHO SO EVER BELIEVETH, SHALL HAVE ETERNAL LIFE...THAT'S LOVE

Because, you see, whoever takes the Son gets everything!

“Success doesn't change who you are. No, it reveals who you are.”
Do enjoy ur day

SmellingAnus:
Sweetheart sorry if that's the way you see it...

SmellingAnus:
https://www.nairaland.com/3531805/muva-sinz-vsless-co

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lalasticlala:
I just prefer to be anonymous. I'm not a snub. If I reply mentions, I won't have the time to work, so I only reply mentions if it's very necessary or when i'm in a playful mood.

prettythicksme:
Most time pple cant control fart,and u knw that urself.Stop forming like u have never fart in presence of pple ,u have done that several times and u wil still do it over and over.Na ur type they fart anyhow and ur poo will b like a bowl of eba.

Mynd44:
You're funny

lezz:
In holy baptism of my dick in the stream of a wet vagina

iykekelvins:
[color=#099999]Thanks a lot mimz [/color]

lezz:
Of course, he doesn't, dear.

Mynd44:
You must actually believe I keep a mental note of everybody on this site. It is flattering but I can't and don't.

Mynd44:


I dont know these. People

lezz:
Alright!

I am a law abiding citizen of the republic of Nairaland.

I request of you that you should not mention me in any of your meaningless fustian. Please. Your presence here is making me retch already.

Life is hard enough without having you shadowing me.

idrezee:
I'm a Muslim and the essence of the post is that rejecting xtians food is unislamic, Islam didn't teach that and xtians rejecting sallah food is bad too cos it's not in the bible. It's an individual something under the guise of religion. Thanks.

Mynd44:
And you had to be insulting.

Okay, not answering. Bite me.

lezz:
I have a couple of questions for you too

adaksbullet:

BrooklynTheBully:





Mim, thought you opened this thread to ask any question... But the reply you gave those guys are very wicked, Chei

HardMirror:
Praise be to Almighty Allah. Cc mimz

richommie:
I really don't like the answers am getting .


Which one it's it "depends" Huh

@ mimzyy

which part of you wl a guy touch, that wl make you wanting more of the touch

#YOLO

Amusaopeyemi:
I have, a lot of times. With my Pastor uncle, my friends, colleagues at work, Cousins.
I didn't regret it afterwards because there is nothing to regret. They don't even bring up religious topics around me anymore.
Good Morning.