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Thanks for the feedback. I'll do just that

seunpayne:
Oh I had to comment on this one. Most relatable is playing games at 8fps. Gaming with intel HD will teach you patience if nothing else. I recently made the switch to console gaming (Xbox One) and it’s been really beautiful but after almost 10 years of pc gaming it’s really difficult not to look at a laptop and wonder how far I can push it.

So yeah I’ve played everything. If it came out, I have played it. Now that we can afford a really beefed up rig, life is forcing somebody to be responsible...

Please let the interview continue. Infact the next set of questions should be how you balance love and work with gaming cuz that is what I’m juggling now.

infinitycane:
I remember in 2008. I had a HP Intel centrino laptop with Intel GMA graphics accelerator my mom bought for me. I used to spend hours browsing " Used Gaming laptops under $300" Omo where I see $300? Na just hope I get say one day $300 fit reach my hand by God's grace. That HP laptop no even fit play GTA San adreas at high settings. Ps3 was a scarce product then. Na only dangote pikin fit get am. I used to browse and download ps3 games screenshots to have a feel of what it was like, I remember Far Cry 2, fallout 3, Crysis etc. Go to game system requirements, all you will see is Nvidia geforce, ATi radeon Hd. You can never see intel.
Fastforward to this day. I own a PS4. I will also buy PS5 at launch date if possible. My laptop is just a simple laptop not for gaming because I just don't mind anymore. Now I can afford a gaming Rig with Nvidia flagship. Omo make person no kill en self for wetin en no get.

Cheeee! Guy, your gaming life is sweet. I'm in a writing competition to see if I can raise $400 for a decent AMD rig �

I'm not complaining or anything, i just want to talk.

Q: First, am you a gamer?
Me: Yes I am a gamer in spirit.

Q: Secondly, what's your gaming 'rig'
Me: <insert Odulande funny eye meme>
I game on a potato laptop -Intel Celeron N3050 Cpu @1.60Ghz (don't laugh)
-1 x 8gb of Ram
- 500gb Hdd @7200 Rpm
- Graphics card: Intel integrated graphics (don't laugh)
- Cheap knock off microsoft wireless gaming mouse and mechanical gaming keyboard.
Q: Is this one rig or kom kom?
Me: I'm angry. Don't even start making me more angry

Q: How do you get your games?
Me: I school at the University of Nsukka, Enugu Campus. the school has free Wifi. i download my games from torrent sites (yes, piracy. I don't have $50 to spend on one game. Then spend costly data to download 20gb+ of game files.)

Q: Your own strong
Me: You never jam

Q: Have you tried saving?
Me: Yes I have. But saving 200k plus for a gamign system when you're given 20k every two weeks ain't easy (giving my schooling needs, etc).

Q: How do you now intend to get a gaming pc?
Me: One day it will fall from heaven Or I'll win a giveaway or I'll find someone that'll dash me the money.

Q: With which other ways have you tried to raise money?
Me: I tried completing surveys for free Amazon Gift Cards Chai! Most were fake, they few that were real are limited geographically. i never considered taking an extra job. 20k every month will get you an entry level gaming pc when you beards hit the ground (Let's assume I spend nothing from the 20k).

Q: You are aiming to high you know. you could get a cheap knock off gaming pc for 100k.
Me: Gaming pc that cannot run Fortnite at a decent 30fps? I'll pass (Ps: add me on Fortnite @ Ser Lucem

Q: So which games have you played?
Me: Almost all

Q: But your pc is shit. It won't run those games at 10fps
Me: I played all my Assassin's Creed games (except Origins) at 8 fps (don't laugh )

Q: Jesus!!!!
Me: Yeah

Q: Which other games have you played?
Me: All Call o Duty Games, Watch DOgs 1 and 2, Witcher 3, Assassin's Creed Origins, Fortnite, Pugb, Gta V Online.

Q: How?
Me: I play on Youtube and Twitch...

Q: How?
Me: I watch the entire gameplay of the game on youtube I watch streamers on Twitch. So I can tell you everything that happened in each of those games without ever playing them. Lol.

Q: You seem determined.
Me: Yeah, One day i know I'll save enough for a gaming PC. Till then...I'll keep getting annoyed.

Q: Ever done weird stuff for gaming.
Me: The weirdest i did was downloading Watch Dogs from P***ateBay and begging a friend for his gaming laptop. Told him i needed it for a bit of video editing. I went through half the game in one weekend before i had to return it.

Q: Lol
Me: I even went window shopping On Amazon, picked a $1000 Pc (no peripherals) and nearly checked out to my home address with my Mum's Debit card. Thank God my village people did not use me that day.

Q: You are very interesting.
Me: I know

Q: We should do more of this.
Me: It's up to the readers. We'll know in the comments

P.S: the details in this thing are true. I'm a broke ass gamer <cue: Narcos (Migos) >

NIGHTMAREOO7:
U try sha

Thanks a lot

Dear Uncle Jay-jay,

I am writing this with hopes that you do stumbled on this blog one day and stop leaving a trail of broken hearts in your wake. You know that I know what you are;I have been monitoring you for years. I know the day you swore to become a Yoruba demon.

You were with that your jobless Bet9ja friend that morning. It was also the day to joined Ingramgram (some people still call it Instagram). I could hear you commenting aloud on each post till you saw the first mention of what you have become.

I heard you telling your friend of the benefits being a Yoruba demon would bring—the girls, the class, the car, the gang. He wasn’t cut out for it, well, he was (and is) a broke guy anyway.

But you were working at Access Bank, you already had a cool ride and an android device, but those would not get you anywhere.

You consulted the godfathers in the game and they dashed you The Beginner’s Guide to being a Yoruba Demon. I was there when you were writing your shopping list. I still have it in my head.

Yoruba Demon Beginner Necessities

Three set of white agbada.
Two sets of black traditional attire.
Two pairs of Ray Bans sun shades.
A plush car—already taken care of.
New iPhone 6 (black colour).
One side-phone—already taken care of.
You got all these, I even followed you to Computer Village to buy the iPhone. And you were feeling fulfilled.

But the godfathers said you needed some extra special skills to be a professional Yoruba demon. So you downloaded one book, The Yoruba Demon: a Complete Manual to Behavioural Tactics.

You spent a week reading this book and one day, I saw a note you discarded. I still have it here.

Newbie Yoruba Demon Vital Skills

That demonically sincere smile: the number one tool to melting hearts and keeping your grip. Essential to make them panties drop.
A lying tongue: vital to keeping each girl in place 1001 other uses.
A cheating spirit: without which you are not a true Yoruba demon.
A dead conscience: your pitiless conscience can’t be allowed to get in the way of breaking those hearts.
A black hole where your heart should be: demons don’t have hearts…it’s that simple
A PhD in lying-matics: your demonic smile may not always work due to bad network, then, your lying tongue + your hard earned PhD in lying becomes vital.
Inbuilt Female Analytic Software (IFAS): make sure your IFAS is up to date with the latest shortcuts and upgrades. It will help you identify potential heartbreak customers much easier.
So this were some of the notes you made while reading The Yoruba Demon: a Complete Manual to Behavioural Tactics.

When you were done with all these, you were formally inducted into the brotherhood.
Since then, you have never missed any Friday or Saturday Owambe (for my non-Nigerian readers, Owambe means Yoruba parties).
You currently have more than 20 sets of white Agbada and black trads. Big Uncle Jay-jay is currently using an iPhone 7Plus. You have over 25k followers on Ingramgram and you also have two plush rides now.

My dear Uncle Jay-jay, you have broken the following hearts: Amarachi, Zita, Chikwelu, Jessica, Sandra, Cleo, Bharbi and others I do not know of.
The last I heard, you were being inducted into the Godfather Confraternity of Yoruba Demons. You have really achieved great heights, all in just a little over three years.
Uncle Jay-jay, just forget all this big grammar I have been writing since. The summary of the whole issue is that I lost your number some months ago. I have given this Yoruba Demon thing some thinking and I’ll like to follow in your footsteps.

Please, teach me your ways. I want to also be a Yoruba demon.
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Controversial OAP Daddy Freeze and convener of the #FreetheSheeple Movement has taken to his Instagram account to slam some self acclaimed pastors after photos of their crusade handbills surfaced online.

He posted the photo on Instagram and wrote:

Hello dingbats, come and serve your true god, MONEY! �
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#FreeTheSheeple

Already, there are hundreds of comments supporting the OAP's post.

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I dey fear people like you...

MaritzaNL:
I can do FBI work in a relationship very well, all I need is the willpower and interest to do it..

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I don’t keep many girlfriends, but the few I keep are awesome. And even among the awesome ones is the super awesome one, the one that can give you whatever info you want. She can dig up anything on anyone; even Facebook posts from 1998 or Instagram pictures from 2001 (don’t ask me how, lol)�. Yeah, I have a cool girlfriend that can do all these. She is my FBI and CIA girlfriend (yeah, two organizations in one because she can dig up both local and international).

Sometimes, I wonder how she does it. Is she really that jobless or is there this secret organization that girls like her belong to that collects every bit of information about everyone on Earth. You’ll have to forgive my imagination, since I watched Men in Black my life has not remained the same.�
I can remember one time a number called a friend’s sister. It was a guy. He talked about basing in London and just returning for the Xmas holiday. He claimed he had fallen for her at first sight and wanted them to hook up at a popular eatery.

The regular me ran the number through Truecaller, Facebook and Whatsapp and got nothing. Fortunately, my FBI and CIA girlfriend was with us. She collected the number and promised to get back to us the next day.

I knew what she was capable of. That night, I imagined her sitting before of her laptop and running the number through a top secret worldwide mobile phone number directory (imagine that sort of thing).

Well, I don’t know how she did it. But it turns out she found just who he was. And it also turned out he was not who he claimed to be. It happened that our strange guy was a student of Imo State University and was obviously an upcoming fraudster. My FBI and CIA girlfriend even got his second number, a Facebook account and his personal Whatsapp mobile number.
His Whatsapp profile picture offed me. He resembled a glorified dying smoker in denim and camouflage jackets. He was obviously living a fake life. His Facebook was also nothing to write home about.

Till today she has not told me how she got that number. And I still entertain my unbelievable theory about a secret organization she belongs to.

To all FBI and CIA girlfriends out there, keep up the good work. We appreciate your efforts and contributions to ‘hacking’ impossible situations.�

Do you have an FBI or CIA girlfriend or boyfriend? Tell us in the comments and leave your thoughts.
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Sorry this is coming late guys. I went to find something to do with my hands and get some cash. Remember the woman that sells akara I told you about in my previous post? Yeah, she did it again today.

Sorry, I’m not going to mention her name. Her son is an area boy. I don’t want anybody that will beat stars out of my eyes. I’m still hiding from him since the akara drama.

I went to her kiosk around 7am to buy my morning energy combo dose of akara and akamu. She looked at me with contempt, and I didn’t spare her my ‘thunder fire you’ look. But business is business, she had to sale to me.

So, she told me that the akara still frying in the pan was already booked by a family. I knew she was just trying to frustrate me, so I didn’t argue or wait. I gave her my N50 and told her to fry some for me. I planned on coming back in 30 minutes for my morning combo.

Fastforward to 30 inutes later. I came there and the akara woman had obviously sold out the previous batch. When I asked her for mine, she told me to wait till she fries another. I grumbled and sat on a bench.

Fast forward to 20 minutes. The new batch was almost ready. She called her son (the area boy) and told him to bring a food flask. Like play like play, this woman put all the akara inside the flask and her son went in with it.

NOTE: If you’re that her son and you’re reading this, please, nobody knows us. Just chill. Please!!!

I was now like, “madam, my akara?”

“You go wait o. That one na for my children.”
“Haba, I’ve been here since morning and you are telling me to wait.”

And we started yelling and shouting and flaring. Lol. People were just looking and pasing. Obviously, no one was ready for her trouble. This akara drama was too much o.

Next thing, that her son came out. Like, that guy is very built. See muscles everywhere. His dreadlocks made him look like a cock, but it also humbled me.

“Madam,” I was angry, “this thing you dey do no sharp o. Na because say na only you de sell akara here.”

“If you no wan wait, oya collect your money.”

She threw an abused N50 note at me. The money was crying and I could tell it felt my grief.

That’s how I ended up eating gala and pure water this morning. I’m still vexing o. Infact it, seems I’ll start frying akara. This thing is now too much.

Do the people selling akara in your area behave like this woman? Have you experienced akara drama? Abeg, let me know in the comments.

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Actor, Uche Maduagwu perhaps in a bid to stir up more controversy has just declared that the actress behind Rosaline Meurer's accident will run mad.

According to Uche, the accident wasn’t ordinary, it had the writing of another actress.

In his words:

The actress who is behind your ghastly #accident will run #mad this year @rosymeurer I am not just the #biggest actor in #Nigeria, but also a prophet, some #people will be using #religion to cover their evil ways on #instagram  @rosymeurer is my younger #sister, and the #actress behind #heraccident will run mad on the #street of #Lagos, and #abuja except she confesses openly… Enough is enough, I don’t know who you are, but God sees you, He is going to fight for @rosymeurer  She is just a small #girl with a very #big God, you people tried to lie against her, and rubbish her #career,but God lifted her up, now you have gone #spiritual?
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My village people were already whispering in my head, “...I’m obsessed with moi-moi.”
Just then, Adaku, my crush saw me. I think she was photocopying some books. She started laughing, and the girls in her clique joined her. All eyes were on me, I just wanted to die there.
I tried to senior-man-walk out of there but my legs would not move. When it finally did, I kicked a block and fell into a shallow, dry gutter.
Adaku kept laughing, and I had to stand and face her. On the ground there, I was already thinking of the standing style to use: monkey style, doggy-standing style, Jet-Li style, Chinese get-up, I could not decide.
So I did Chinedu style. I simply allowed the dust to eat me, then stood and tried to clean it off with my handkerchief.
“Are you this obsessed with moi-moi,” Adaku was standing beside me.
She helped me stand and then bought pure water to help with the dust. By now, the laughter of the girls had turned to giggles. No matter what, I don fall my hands.
I decided not to lose completely. I started a conversation with her, and in the next thirty minutes, I had secured myself a weekend date.
The worst part is that the Cynthia I was calling to buy me moi-moi didn’t even hear me. Mtcheeew .
Well, at least I didn’t lose 100%.
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Samusu:
Couldn't stop laughing at this picture after coming across it on a friend's Facebook page.

vbang:
fake story
so good to b true
u mean she sold her business n went to dubai to clear her head .......hmmmmm
ladies n married men .......he is always giving her millions yet did nt suspect anything.
FAAAAKKKKEEE STORY EVRYWHR N SME LL B EMTIONAL TO DIS CRAP

The story is very real. Trust me.

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I was just healing from a bad breakup and the loss of my job but a friend invited me to her birthday bash and I saw it as a way to socialize and forget my sorrow.I was all bubbly as I got to the venue at Victoria island and I was very relaxed and enjoying the party when I had to use the restroom.I excused myself and rushed off.On my way back I walked into this very fine young man who stopped me and told me of how he has watching me from a corner of the restaurant and has been praying I have a reason to be alone so he can talk to me.I just love his charisma and scent so much that I can’t explain how we started talking immediately like old friends until the ringing of my phone reminded me of the gathering I needed to get back to but we exchanged numbers and started talking almost immediately on whatsapp.

The party train moved to a club where it got all groovy and almost everyone was on the dance floor but I sat in a corner and was busy chatting with my new friend(Ola).It all looked like a dream when a guy we came with tapped me and told me that my friend has left told him to drop me off in her hotel room that she will call me. I wonder why she could not inform me when she was leaving and why ask a complete stranger to drop me off.I was so angry but I kept my cool and told me not to bother that I can take care of myself.I took a walk outside the club to try see if I can sight a cab when my new friends call came him and he asked why I have not replied his last message so I told him all that happened and how angry I was he told me to just stay where I am that he will be there in a jiffy. I didn’t even care that I just met him with how security conscious I have always thought I was.

Ola picked me up to his hotel room and gave me his shirt to wear and we talked late into the night until we were ready to sleep and he took the couch while I took the bed and I felt so blown away I woke up to breakfast which he ordered and we bought ate. Ola told me he has never had a best friend but he thinks I am going to be his first. I was just nodding like a mumu and smiling to all he was saying that morning.I told him I needed to leave and he gave me his jalabia to wear and off we were to my one room self contain apartment in surulere. Ola is in his late 30s,Single,Tall,Dark,Averagely Handsome,Top executive of a telecommunication giant,Lagos based,Only child and his parents are late,only few extended relatives he calls family.

Early morning conversations,late nights calls,dinner dates,lunch deliveries,beach nights…
I never asked him if he was seeing anyone because I felt there is no traces of that and I don’t want to seem pushy or desperate so I keep enjoying the flow and he keeps telling me he is mine forever. We talked about so many things like our dreams and aspirations and goals. Ola started spoiling me with gifts and money and even introducing me to his friends and colleagues.

I broke up with my ex boyfriend because he wanted the cookie and I wasn’t ready to give up my virginity even though I did not plan keeping it till marriage,I only wanted to give it to someone who really deserves it.Ola was giving me all I wanted emotionally and it feels so natural that all I can call it is true love.So, one Friday night at his place I decided to go further by giving him the cookie he was so gently and loving that I was not tensed not until he met the barrier and looked up to me in the most loving way and told me that I am his most valuable treasure and with that he rammed to me and I felt a sharp pain which turned to pleasure as he kept on making sweet love to me. He finished and got up to clean up when he saw a stained bedsheet and he immediately kneeled beside me and asked to confirm If what he was seeing was what he thinks it is. I nodded and he started talking of how surprised he was.He bathed me and changed the bedsheet while he laid me down and I slept off happy and satisfied.

Ola started showing me more and more of love and affections and he got me a brand new Toyota Venza and 5million naira to kickstart my business idea that I always told him about all just to mark our 2months anniversary,it felt too good to be true and I kept thinking it was a dream. Due to the sudden change in my lifestyle,finances and all I had no choice but to tell my mum about him. She insisted on meeting him and it was until he answered all her questions till she was satisfied that she gave her approval of the relationship and thanked him for all he has been doing for me.With my hair and beauty place/spa,nice apartment on the island and a car yet Ola keeps spoiling me with vacations and cash into my account and my family and friends kept wondering how God changed my story.Only very few people were aware of my relationship with Ola because I have always been an extreme introvert and he was also one so except for outdoor appearances no one knew much about us.

6months into our relationship,Ola told me he needed to be in the US for work and we spent the whole week going on dates every night and all and he transferred 1m into my account to cover my expenses until he his back and he is meant to spend 2weeks.I followed him to the airport and he promised it won’t be more than 2weeks cos the highest we have done without seeing each other is 1week so it was a big deal to us.He chatted me up on whatsapp when he arrived his destination and promised to keep in touch.

I didn’t hear from him for the next 48hours,no calls and his whatsapp messages were not delivering and I was so worried but I promised myself to go talk to someone at his workplace if he doesn’t talk to me after one more day.Few hours later he called,told me he was sorry for our inability to communicate and that we need to talk,he went on about how I am the best thing that has happened to him his whole life after his ‘kids’.To say I was shocked about the word ‘kids’ was an understatement,I was practically frozen.He kept blabbing about how he never expected to meet someone like me and that he has always done one night stands to keep body and soul together but everything suddenly became different with me that he promised himself to keep me no matter the condition.He has been married for 7years and his wife is a Nigerian but has always been based in the US and only visited Nigeria once a year while he visits like every 3-4times in a year.

He has 2kids aged 6 and 3 and now his wife has been alerted by someone in Nigeria about me and now she wants him to end it with me or hand him a divorce and he never see his kids again.I could not utter a word throughout the phone call and all I kept doing was shedding silent tears,he pressed forward to let me know that he will never break my heart so he wants me to work with him on a plan.He wants me to talk to him wife and tell her he has explained everything to me and that he broke up with me and I also understand his reason so I am letting him go and ending my relationship with him and never contact him ever again and he will also promise his wife to carry out her threat if she finds out he ever goes back to me.

He says we will not communicate or see for 3months just for the wife to be sure and the he will relocate me to Ogun state where his wife knows almost no one and we can continue our relationship.I hanged up the call and kept wondering why he did this to me,the man I love,the one I gave my virginity to,the one I see as my last bus stop,the one I have planned our wedding in my head,my knight in shinning amour.why will Ola ever hurt me this bad,I lag in my bed crying for 6hours straight and trying to figure out the signs I ignored but there was none.No ring,no pictures,no strange calls,no reason to make me even snoop on his phone,no sign of anything in his house,I even had to use his laptop for a night and still I came across nothing.He has never been a social media person so there is no Facebook or Instagram to check just LinkedIn and WhatsApp.Pictures on his phone are mostly beautiful vacation destinations and luxury things he has his eyes on and very few pictures of him and few of his friends.How come I never saw any sign?How possible?

My phone started ringing again and picked up and he was the one calling again to tell me to pls just do what he asks of me and then we can talk when he is back.I was too speechless to say anything so I just dropped the call and continue crying until my big sister called and told me she is at my gate…oops!I hurriedly washed off my face and tried my best to look normal but I broke down immediately I let her in and she comforted me for so long before I could share my pain with her and she told me everything will be fine.My sister made sure I packed my bag and followed her in the evening when she was going to her house so I won’t be alone and brooding.3days later,Ola has blocked me on whatsapp since we last talked,blocked my number,and was practically not in contAct with me that was when even though it was hard I made up my mind to let go and try and live and also been with my sister who won’t let me think for even 5minutes and also takes me around to everywhere she goes to I had no choice but to start been happy even though I cry myself to sleep every night.i focused more on my business and even though I was hurt by all he did,I consoled my by been grateful for how he changed my life for good even though all I wanted was true love.

One week later,I woke up feeling all sad that I resumed my crying and decided not to step up that day until I heard my doorbell ring and I opened up to find Ola at my door.I wanted to shut the door on his face but he kissed me and carried me to my bed and all I did was cry while he bleeped me.The sex was over and the feeling of nothingness I felt afterward make me believe that all I had for him that I called love is just lust and it has all vanished.Fresh tears kept coming cos I can’t even understand why I will allow this man touch me again after how much he hurt me.He told me stories of how he missed me so much but couldn’t contact me because of all he was going through over there and how he has settled his all and accepted his wife’s terms all for the sake of his kids and how he still won’t ever let me go bla bla bla but I still knew deep inside me that it is over.He promised to come take me out for dinner and he left.I sent him a lengthy text of how much I appreciate all he has done for me and all but how we just have to put an end to all he thinks we have,I explained to him that the fact that he wants to keep is kids shows that he loves his family and fears his wife and I will just be an evil person to still be the one making his attention divided.I told him of how he lived well without me for 2weeks while I was all heartbroken,sick and sad and that this means I am just a toy he can do without and how all he has done for me while we dated was enough compensation for whatever he took me through so I forgive him.

I blocked his number afterward and he didn’t try to see me or talk to me so I guess I was just as unimportant to him as I think until I got an alert of 3million from him after few days and I didn’t even say thank you or acknowledged it.I sold my business and I went on a vacation to Dubai for 2weeks to clear my head,I got back,relocated to Ibadan,and started my new business.I am living a contented life and waiting for my very own Prince Charming who will be mine and mine alone.Yet I still feel hurt when I remember but I still do believe Ola was an angel sent to make my life better even though relationship has never been meant to be.Now I am smarter,wiser,better and more committed to my relationship with God.

P.S I am friends with Ola now and we talk/chat once in a blue moon.

ANONYMOUS

isotech080:
Cutie

I'm laughing at the divorce already

This is sickening [color=#990000][/color]

Teewhy2:
Omo onile ,lack of finance and sincerity are the main issue.

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Allow me to die....
I can remember when our neighbor's friend parked his Hummer in that guy's compound before travelling. We did not hear word.

Soon we will hear Tiwa Savage in Saudi Arabia for lung transplant. Issowk. Continue

Lordave:
But as usual we are only going to laugh about and curse over it here on the Internet while the status quo remains in reality.

What a fúcking docile number of youths Nigeria has got.

So, what are you saying?