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engineerboat:The Government will not do anything, it will even be worse than previous governments. 1999 till date, Bayelsa has been in the claws of PDP, Come to Bayelsa and you will see the reason the people wanted a huge change last year. |
SmartProf:This is what we care about, a particular political party. prioritising development for a political party because of our political affiliation. No wonder we are where we are today and will remain so. |
This is laughable. What are the prayers of ANDP? The ANDP was after its exclusion and not proving if its candidates were validly nominated or qualified. Bottom line, INEC has no power to disqualify or exclude a party from participating in an election because it doesn't screen candidates of parties contesting an election. Nigerian judiciary is a mess. |
Lovalovaphunmz:I have a mother and sister and they don't reason like you. |
rottencorpse:Don't waste your time asking because a 5 year old is more sensible than her. |
Zzor:See person wey dey talk.... Farm tool farm tool no two ways about that. I hope you Don do 3 trips today, town service. |
Zzor:What if she doesn't put on pants like you? |
keep wondering like Alice in Wonderland. |
virginprincess:I don't insult, I only talk am as e dey hot |
A typical Nigerian hoe...she gat nothing to offer |
virginprincess:Ashamed of what exactly? No, we can't be because we want to learn and remove the scales of manipulation from our eyes. when you say a guy is broke and stingy, that means he is proving difficult to manipulate. When a guy posts to educate and open the eyes of his brothers we back it up because for so long, men have been exploited by your manipulative and hoeing vagina sisters. The truth is always bitter because AWALT you inclusive and it hurts you to your bone marrow. |
Zzor:Says a town service |
virginprincess:E pain you abi E shock you? If you no like am, go enter coke bottle ntoor |
virginprincess:Not surprised with your comment either...award for the most insensible and insensitive women on NL goes to both of you. Spits |
My brother, guys go gree hear? Is just like waiting for fowl to lay cook egg. It is mission impossible but we will keep on talking nonetheless. |
Zzor:Not surprised with your comment because everyone here knows that a 5 year old is more sensible than you. Take care of her because him be her papa na. |
From their conversation, the boy mentioned all what he has been doing for her (Mr nice guy=simp) while the girl couldn't mention just one thing she has done for him because of her entitlement mentality, even the only gesture she could have done for him(by making his mom's hair FOC), she misfired. Lesson: Your previous gestures matters less to a woman when she begins to feel she's independent. Typical Nigerian fish brain x farm tool. |
Lovalovaphunmz:Typical farm tool spotted...e pain you because na truth op yan |
Cheesy lines for nice guys in other words Simps. |
One mortuary standard beer for you for this talk. |
garfield1:Ebebi is more popular than Dickson even in Sagbama. When Dickson was in House of Representatives from 2007 to 2012, he was no where to be seen, Ebebi is more politically inclined than Dickson. What boosted Dickson's name was the Governor he became for 8 years. Ebebi has been a grassroot politician from 1999 to date. Dickson only started grassroot politics from 2015. |
The performance of inec after the 2015 general election has been declining ever since. The various technologies put in place ought to have raised its performance index but rather it decreased them from 54% to 19%. To me, INEC is just another political party that conducts elections and declares the highest payers winners. |
garfield1:Majority of them are certificate forgers. Since they threw the first stone, they should be ready to receive theirs too. This is the first step, next will be EFCC coming for him in few weeks time. |
We know all these right from the onset but don't actually pay attention to it because we believe in winning the right way other than through the back door. This aside, Dickson cannot win Ebebi in a free and fair election. They started it and they will face the hit because majority of them don't have true certified qualifications. |
Sir Bright please do DNA test on the boy on white native. |
Cheers bro, na so e dey be sometimes. Breath fresh air once again. no carry naija babe matter for head as priority because 98% of dem get fish brains and be farm tools. dance, enjoy and treat your number one girl(mother) well. Flenjo tight |
Sex is overrated. |
Masonkaycares:so sorry about that bro. |
Continuation.... They started kissing, licking, touching, handling and undressing each other. I was shocked by the scene because I have never seen girls get so romantic and do such nasty stuffs to themselves despite I hearing side talks about female teachers and students indulging in such activities within the school premises. The scene was getting interesting so I decided to advance forward to get a clearer picture and vision of this unbelievable moment. I started tiptoeing towards them to fulfill my foolish fantasy or should I say lust. As I was getting closer to them, I accidentally stepped on a cassava stem that made a squeaky sound, I paused immediately standing agape with one of my hand on my head and the other covering my mouth from screaming and making further noise that will drag their attention to my position. They heard the sound, and echoed "wetin be that", "who be that", "who goes there" and "who goes". At this juncture, I began shivering and backtracking. They stood up and headed to the direction where the sound was emanated. As I was backtracking when I saw them coming, I was lusting over their beautiful dangling upper region and fresh body parts. I stopped for a minute to admire these beautiful creatures but When I noticed their pace had increased, I had no other option than to do a 180 spin and took to my heels. As I was running to safety, the leaves and grasses I was stepping on, were making Squealing sounds, leaving traces. In the course of running, something fell off my pocket but I never bothered to know what fell off because to me, my safety was Paramount to me at that time. I arrived at the back of girls convenience, cleaned myself up and walked straight to my classroom. Before the school bell rang for the closing of school, I was already with my bag at the gate. Back at home, I was just reminiscing about what I saw and how I would love to feed my big eyes and fulfill my fantasy again and again just like tortoise in that story that said to himself "I go go again". Back in school on Monday after that wonderful eye popping experience I had on Friday, I was smiling and revealing my fine shinny white teeth and diastema (when I was in primary school in Port Harcourt, I once auditioned for close up advert due to the fine white set of teeth I had) when I saw I.B and her good girls squad coming. I was smiling because I saw the unclothedness of the most dreadful girl and some of her gang members and I was picturing them naked in my head as they walked past me with anger on their faces. I got relieved when the maths teacher rounded up his lesson and left the classroom as I was thinking he will not end his lesson thereby making me miss feeding my big eyes on I.B and her good girls gang naked bodies once again during the break period as it was almost time. In my anticipating mood waiting for the signal by the school bell, I.B and her gang of girls marched into my class in their numbers (they were more in numbers compared to what I normally see) with a venomous and anger filled face as if they were going for a war. That smile enveloped my face again immediately I saw them as the Friday's event came knocking. I was smiling sheepishly, picturing her naked body right in front of me when her question "na which grasscutter been dey farm on Friday" changed my smile to fear. I quickly looked around to see if anyone will mention my name or point me because I knew clearly that no one from my class saw me when I was spying on them. The class was silent and she replied "una don turn deaf and dumb wey una no wan talk abi ok na, somebody gan Wu here na". The class was still quiet because you dare not murmur in her presence because wetin you go chop ehen you no go like am. She then beckon on one of her girls to give her a book, she raised the book and asked which grasscutter get this book, I raised my head and looked at the book keenly and saw that the book is my personal jotter that I normally write all those dirty fantasies I was carrying in my head about her and her gang. ****Back at home over the weekend, I was searching for my jotter to pen down what I saw on Friday but I couldn't find it, I searched everywhere and still couldn't find it, I knew I must have forgotten it somewhere probably at school and when I get to school on Monday,I will look for it maybe I forgot it in a friend's bag or something ***** As I saw the jotter on her hand, I quickly flashed back to Friday's event and recalled that the jotter was in my pocket and when I was running for my dear life in the farm something dropped but I never bothered to check what was it since I was in motion. The bell had already signaled for break time but who dares walk out on the most dreadful girl and her squad when she's talking. She gave a very wicked and intimidating laugh with these words "ngbeke say him wan play, no worry him don see play and him go play tire". Her girls were shouting and ranting asking who owns it, I was just quiet as if I know nothing about what they were saying. They started their aggressive assault when nobody took responsibility or ownership of the said book. Other good boys in the class were scared of her all thanks to her elder brother and so none was able to revolt. Break was over, but we still were under siege or should I say severe harrasment from I.B and her gang. Since there was no name on the jotter, it was very difficult to know who owns it hence my keeping mute and not owning up while partaking in the onslaught dished out by I.B and her gang. To be continued... |
Mrscarter:Not in Nigeria |
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