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mamagee3:
[color=deeppink]Hi all, male neighbor my age never speaks to me, he just stares without saying a word.

What could this mean?[/color]

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Enahi:
God forbid I am not a lesbian and will never be.

Divepen1:
Im confused

Divepen1:
Chai

Divepen1:
Nature was interested in her and she hated that such would happen that day. Nature gave her time to cry out without anybody to hear her cry. She watched the rain pouring and wished it were in human form, especially a man. So that she would have the chance to slap its face for disrupting her plan. She hissed again. And luckily for her or should she regard it as unfortunately, her phone had dropped into the drainage on her way. So, there was no way she could call any of her friends. There was no way she could get her phone back again. She hissed and felt betrayed by life.
‘You are mad!’ She shouted. The rain, like a deaf singer, ranted on, hitting as many ceiling it could. She burst into tears.’ You should rained to stop that slowpoke from coming. You should have hinted me.’
She felt as though she had swallowed a whole bag of cement, the taste sort of lingered on her tongue. What could be more? There she was, at the edge of her life, she felt a raw injury was opened within her. She gave him her life. She did. She sowed into the relationship. And she was so blinded by securing a better future in his life that she gave up everything. And was blind to the fact that he had not even sacrificed anything into the relationship. Though she had watched movies and had read so many books about such thing like this she never expected it. But none of the prior knowledge hinted that he would ever leave her.
The stupid boy left her for another girl. She would revenge. Yes, she would. She wouldn’t revenge on him. He was too dear to her. He was just too dear to her. She had to let the pain be redirected towards someone else. And that person she didn’t know.
She cried. Her wail was swallowed in the noise of the heavy rain as though it was a stick sweet in the mouth of a little girl. Her pain was fanned by the wind of the house she sat in. They must be sleeping together now. Her boyfriend had another girl inside. The foolish boy was kissing her when she entered the room. He looked at her and smiled. He said ‘hi’ and returned to kissing her.
As the rain subsided, she rose from her seat. Men everywhere were in trouble, she would so edge them on. They would love her. Yes, she would make them do. They would pay for what Olumide had done to her. She would remain a virgin for a long time but men would all be in need of her. Tears streamed down her eyes.
The problem is nobody knew her even today. She might be sitting beside you. There’s pain from a previous relationship and she’s not ready for one. But you didn’t know, right? She might be that girl opposite you. Or who knows that beautiful multi-coloured girl you are staring at.
I know you didn’t know. That’s why I’m telling you now because tomorrow you’ll sit in a corner and will wait for her to come out of her place of work. You’ll admire her long pink gown. You’ll feel joy at the presence of the aura around her. You’ll see an angel emerging from the office and will so much desire to marry her. Then you’ll struggle to be her husband. You will so much time keeping away from other girls because of her. She’ll lie to you that she’s ready for a relationship.
You’ll remove every lady from your friend list. I mean you’ll tell them how you found the love of your heart. The pure love, the one you have been praying for. They will feel jilted. They had just seen you kissing her.
‘But I love you’, One of the girls, let’s say, Martha, will say.’ I do love you. And you alone’.
‘But I don’t. And don’t you know that men are the ones in charge of expressing their mind to women’.
‘Well, I’m a feminist. If I didn’t tell you my mind today, will you have told me how you felt? I had been waiting for you for two years now. I had been your friend for years but you didn’t tell me your mind. Instead you stalked me.’
‘I didn’t stalk you. I’m also a feminist. I don’t see anything wrong in keeping a lady as a friend’.
‘But I told you my secrets’, she will say, tears forming in her eyes. And you’ll feel bad that you are making her cry. You’ll touch her hand and try to clean the tears but she will strike like an injured python.
‘Don’t touch me. Don’t you dare? I don’t want to feel your presence near’.
‘But-‘
‘Don’t but me’ She will say, tears now forming in her eyes. ‘I will go outside’ And the rain will start.
And they’ll make the decision. Then the lady with whom this story started with will tell you she is tired of you. You’ll cry your eyes off. And go back to your friends for a shoulder to cry on. They’ll tell you that they’ve moved on. Then as usual for most men, you join the hunt. Ten men would want to marry a single girl. And she’ll have control over each of them. And just to play safe she’ll not make it look as though she’s playing you all. She will feel bad when you do. She will be sorry when you are angry. She will be happy when you are, and would do everything you expect to see in your wife.
‘I love you. Yes. I really love you and only you. Will you be my girlfriend?’ You’ll say after all the roads had been cleared.
She will smile, with joy in her heart, that she got the fortieth man she would play.
‘I don’t love as you do. I love you as a friend. ‘
If you are gentle man, you’ll say ‘Oh! I see don’t worry you will be my friend’.
But if you are a guy that doesn’t have time for rubbish, you’ll shut her up from your love list. Thankfully, there are three other ladies who had been trying to make you theirs but you also know them. They have faced the same problem as the first girl in our story and the Martha that loved you.
Then you will finally fall in love with a girl who was just starting a relation or one that just had an infatuative relation. She will fall in love with you. Though, out of fear.
‘Don’t disturb my life’, you’ll tell her, you are now making her feel drawn to you. You don’t want to give your all to her. You don’t want her to leave too and break your heart, which you would have just used superglue to mend. She would die to be a lover forever. She would give up her all. But you are not ready to do the same. And because of fear, you’ll befriend girls of the different categories . One from the category of those that were jilted. One, from the set of those that want to be your friend, and want something more. You’ll also befriend a girl who is have not had a relationship before. You’ll also befriend a girl that isn’t ready for anything.
You won’t give your girlfriend your all. So, when another guy sees her., you show her how jealous you are.
‘I love you. I do, but you are not caring’, she would declare.
‘Then go. Choose who you want between the two of us’. You will lament.
‘I’ll choose you but please let me know you love me. More than once. Call me often. Text me often. Give me more of your time.’
‘I will try’.
But you won’t.
Then, when you are sure that this girl won’t leave you. You’ll come back to beg her to be your wife. Then you’ll hear that first girl is now married to a player, not a football player. I mean a guy who had spent all his years to run from serious relationship. You’ll try fruitlessly to help the girl from being misused at the expense of your family. Then the trouble in your family starts.
‘You can’t tell me something is not happening’, your wife will shout One day. ‘I like you . I like to see you with your friends but I don’t like this your friend. You are far too close for me’.
‘She’s just a friend, stop being jealous’.
‘I’m not jealous’.
One day, the supposed first girl would breakdown and would need someone to talk to. She would come back to you. Then you will console her. Then, her former traits appear out of the blues singing ‘o come all ye faithful’.
You too would die for a kind of love like that as though you are Tom given another opportunity to catch Jerry. You’ll trade places with her husband. The love would grow little by little. Little by little, the wall of your love would grow just like Eiffel Tower. And your wife at home is locked in the cage of forever and ever, for better for worse.
You’ll dream of how to come together. You’ll stop eating in the house. She will stop making her husband happy. The plan was working.
Your jealous wife would hold your shirt and call you names. You are tensed and want to get out of the house, just to avoid all these problem, but you are not a good Christian; in fact, you hate those stupid gullible Christians because there ways are opposing to your view about life. They might have used gentility to tell their wives there is nothing in it. But not you. You are a man and a proud one.
Let’s now assume the girl you are in love with had just finish talking to now on the phone. She wants you to see the new turn in her relationship. And you know what that means.
‘You are delaying me woman’.
‘Delaying you for what?’ Your wife who had hold on to your cloth would exclaim.
‘It’s Sunday afternoon. It’s supposed to be spent with your family. ‘
‘Leave me or I beat you’.
‘No, you dare not’, your wife would scream at the top of her voice.
You decide to scare her by hitting her a bit as you would do when you are just joking with her. But because of the stress, the slap will feel like a plank on her cheek. She would scream.
‘You’ll kill me today’.
What have you done? You never wanted that to happen to your wife. All you wanted to do was just to scare her. Now ,there was a big trouble in your marriage. But you can’t let your love go. You stared at your wife. She should know you were only playing with her. But the pride of a man would not allow you accept that fact. She should know you by now. As a man, you had so much had control over your emotion that you wouldn’t beat her for anything. You were able to release your cloth form her hand.
‘If you touch me’, you shout to scare her, and raised your hand. Despite the fact you wouldn’t dare touch her again as you now felt a trailer of embarrassment driving within you. She withdrew and ranted about your having another woman in your life. Is that not true? But you surely have to be true to yourself. Yes, you have to be true to yourself you can’t let go of the one girl you love.
When you get to the restaurant the lady you really love is you met her smiling at you. Her white, sparkling teeth gladdens your heart as you saw her happy. Yes, that what you wanted for her and nothing more .You are happy that she’s finally in love with you. And you sighed as you sat. That was love.
‘He rebuilt our love’.
You know what she was saying, and you felt some putting a hole in your titanic. You know what she meant. But to be sure you heard well, you kept quiet and stared at her.
‘I don’t understand you’. You’ll say as sweats begin to cover your hairy leg.
‘My husband, he told me to renew my love for him. And I’m doing just that’.
‘Wish me luck’.
‘Wish me luck? I thought we had a thing going?’
‘Me and you… No… We never had anything going. I told you before, we are just friends’.
‘Just friends….’ And nodded. So as to save yourself from the embarrassment’ I meant I thought we had a good night going but I never knew it was better’.
She will smile and close her eyes.
‘Let’s toast to the night, to your love renewal’.
You just saw your wall of Jericho being pulled down. You thought you had her. You thought she loved you. The night went on as dry as ever. You went home dejected and refusing to eat your wife’s food. How do you explain to her that the love you had for her waned because a girl you loved from years to years is still waxing hot? And the fire was just watered down but that the ember had not died. And without its death, the hope for a reunion still lurked somewhere. You slept that night making a resolution as if that was your new year that you would give up. And face your family.
At that time, you realise you’re thirty-five and you’ve spend eighteen years dealing with only love issues.
That becomes a concern for you. You started working towards retirement. You need to spend the rest of your life with you r wife and your beautiful girls. Girls?
You had never thought of it. You sat up. Your wife had only girls for you. Girls?
No. No. No. You woke the next morning with a big scowl on your face. If your wife’s countenance was happy you would have brought up the issue some other times but now, she was still angry with yesterday.
Your daughters squeaked in the room. Your head became full of nails.
‘Hey, the two of you should stop disturbing me’, you will shout from the parlour. Suddenly the food your wife gave you looked stale.
You became tired of it all. When she came around, she was not ready to see you. But she had to cook because she had a duty to be your wife for life.
‘See woman’, you said. As you stared at her belly which was now swollen because she was pregnant.’ If that baby in you is not a boy, consider yourself as no longer a wife to me’.
May be out of frustration of being your wife or out of fear of what would really happen to her or what happen to her daughters if she left the house, she went on her knee.
‘Don’t do this to me. Please, I’m not God’.
She must have been thinking of it. But you are the only have just started the thought of it. You looked at her and saw how lean she was. And the trouble went up. You can’t send her out of the house; yet, you need a son.
A new problem will arise. Do you think I should continue with the imagination or should I tell you to stop?
Nevertheless, if you want to know what happened? Wait a bit. I don’t want to stress you with the problem that would start for the woman you call your wife. The problem that would not even be start in your life. And realisation that … Don’t let me spoil it for you.
Decide if you want to continue reading or not and let us move. If you want. Just tell me in any form you can. I’ll be here with you.

https://litehelp./2016/01/19/men-are-frustrated/

Divepen1:
Nature was interested in her and she hated that such would happen that day. Nature gave her time to cry out without anybody to hear her cry. She watched the rain pouring and wished it were in human form, especially a man. So that she would have the chance to slap its face for disrupting her plan. She hissed again. And luckily for her or should she regard it as unfortunately, her phone had dropped into the drainage on her way. So, there was no way she could call any of her friends. There was no way she could get her phone back again. She hissed and felt betrayed by life.
‘You are mad!’ She shouted. The rain, like a deaf singer, ranted on, hitting as many ceiling it could. She burst into tears.’ You should rained to stop that slowpoke from coming. You should have hinted me.’
She felt as though she had swallowed a whole bag of cement, the taste sort of lingered on her tongue. What could be more? There she was, at the edge of her life, she felt a raw injury was opened within her. She gave him her life. She did. She sowed into the relationship. And she was so blinded by securing a better future in his life that she gave up everything. And was blind to the fact that he had not even sacrificed anything into the relationship. Though she had watched movies and had read so many books about such thing like this she never expected it. But none of the prior knowledge hinted that he would ever leave her.
The stupid boy left her for another girl. She would revenge. Yes, she would. She wouldn’t revenge on him. He was too dear to her. He was just too dear to her. She had to let the pain be redirected towards someone else. And that person she didn’t know.
She cried. Her wail was swallowed in the noise of the heavy rain as though it was a stick sweet in the mouth of a little girl. Her pain was fanned by the wind of the house she sat in. They must be sleeping together now. Her boyfriend had another girl inside. The foolish boy was kissing her when she entered the room. He looked at her and smiled. He said ‘hi’ and returned to kissing her.
As the rain subsided, she rose from her seat. Men everywhere were in trouble, she would so edge them on. They would love her. Yes, she would make them do. They would pay for what Olumide had done to her. She would remain a virgin for a long time but men would all be in need of her. Tears streamed down her eyes.
The problem is nobody knew her even today. She might be sitting beside you. There’s pain from a previous relationship and she’s not ready for one. But you didn’t know, right? She might be that girl opposite you. Or who knows that beautiful multi-coloured girl you are staring at.
I know you didn’t know. That’s why I’m telling you now because tomorrow you’ll sit in a corner and will wait for her to come out of her place of work. You’ll admire her long pink gown. You’ll feel joy at the presence of the aura around her. You’ll see an angel emerging from the office and will so much desire to marry her. Then you’ll struggle to be her husband. You will so much time keeping away from other girls because of her. She’ll lie to you that she’s ready for a relationship.
You’ll remove every lady from your friend list. I mean you’ll tell them how you found the love of your heart. The pure love, the one you have been praying for. They will feel jilted. They had just seen you kissing her.
‘But I love you’, One of the girls, let’s say, Martha, will say.’ I do love you. And you alone’.
‘But I don’t. And don’t you know that men are the ones in charge of expressing their mind to women’.
‘Well, I’m a feminist. If I didn’t tell you my mind today, will you have told me how you felt? I had been waiting for you for two years now. I had been your friend for years but you didn’t tell me your mind. Instead you stalked me.’
‘I didn’t stalk you. I’m also a feminist. I don’t see anything wrong in keeping a lady as a friend’.
‘But I told you my secrets’, she will say, tears forming in her eyes. And you’ll feel bad that you are making her cry. You’ll touch her hand and try to clean the tears but she will strike like an injured python.
‘Don’t touch me. Don’t you dare? I don’t want to feel your presence near’.
‘But-‘
‘Don’t but me’ She will say, tears now forming in her eyes. ‘I will go outside’ And the rain will start.
And they’ll make the decision. Then the lady with whom this story started with will tell you she is tired of you. You’ll cry your eyes off. And go back to your friends for a shoulder to cry on. They’ll tell you that they’ve moved on. Then as usual for most men, you join the hunt. Ten men would want to marry a single girl. And she’ll have control over each of them. And just to play safe she’ll not make it look as though she’s playing you all. She will feel bad when you do. She will be sorry when you are angry. She will be happy when you are, and would do everything you expect to see in your wife.
‘I love you. Yes. I really love you and only you. Will you be my girlfriend?’ You’ll say after all the roads had been cleared.
She will smile, with joy in her heart, that she got the fortieth man she would play.
‘I don’t love as you do. I love you as a friend. ‘
If you are gentle man, you’ll say ‘Oh! I see don’t worry you will be my friend’.
But if you are a guy that doesn’t have time for rubbish, you’ll shut her up from your love list. Thankfully, there are three other ladies who had been trying to make you theirs but you also know them. They have faced the same problem as the first girl in our story and the Martha that loved you.
Then you will finally fall in love with a girl who was just starting a relation or one that just had an infatuative relation. She will fall in love with you. Though, out of fear.
‘Don’t disturb my life’, you’ll tell her, you are now making her feel drawn to you. You don’t want to give your all to her. You don’t want her to leave too and break your heart, which you would have just used superglue to mend. She would die to be a lover forever. She would give up her all. But you are not ready to do the same. And because of fear, you’ll befriend girls of the different categories . One from the category of those that were jilted. One, from the set of those that want to be your friend, and want something more. You’ll also befriend a girl who is have not had a relationship before. You’ll also befriend a girl that isn’t ready for anything.
You won’t give your girlfriend your all. So, when another guy sees her., you show her how jealous you are.
‘I love you. I do, but you are not caring’, she would declare.
‘Then go. Choose who you want between the two of us’. You will lament.
‘I’ll choose you but please let me know you love me. More than once. Call me often. Text me often. Give me more of your time.’
‘I will try’.
But you won’t.
Then, when you are sure that this girl won’t leave you. You’ll come back to beg her to be your wife. Then you’ll hear that first girl is now married to a player, not a football player. I mean a guy who had spent all his years to run from serious relationship. You’ll try fruitlessly to help the girl from being misused at the expense of your family. Then the trouble in your family starts.
‘You can’t tell me something is not happening’, your wife will shout One day. ‘I like you . I like to see you with your friends but I don’t like this your friend. You are far too close for me’.
‘She’s just a friend, stop being jealous’.
‘I’m not jealous’.
One day, the supposed first girl would breakdown and would need someone to talk to. She would come back to you. Then you will console her. Then, her former traits appear out of the blues singing ‘o come all ye faithful’.
You too would die for a kind of love like that as though you are Tom given another opportunity to catch Jerry. You’ll trade places with her husband. The love would grow little by little. Little by little, the wall of your love would grow just like Eiffel Tower. And your wife at home is locked in the cage of forever and ever, for better for worse.
You’ll dream of how to come together. You’ll stop eating in the house. She will stop making her husband happy. The plan was working.
Your jealous wife would hold your shirt and call you names. You are tensed and want to get out of the house, just to avoid all these problem, but you are not a good Christian; in fact, you hate those stupid gullible Christians because there ways are opposing to your view about life. They might have used gentility to tell their wives there is nothing in it. But not you. You are a man and a proud one.
Let’s now assume the girl you are in love with had just finish talking to now on the phone. She wants you to see the new turn in her relationship. And you know what that means.
‘You are delaying me woman’.
‘Delaying you for what?’ Your wife who had hold on to your cloth would exclaim.
‘It’s Sunday afternoon. It’s supposed to be spent with your family. ‘
‘Leave me or I beat you’.
‘No, you dare not’, your wife would scream at the top of her voice.
You decide to scare her by hitting her a bit as you would do when you are just joking with her. But because of the stress, the slap will feel like a plank on her cheek. She would scream.
‘You’ll kill me today’.
What have you done? You never wanted that to happen to your wife. All you wanted to do was just to scare her. Now ,there was a big trouble in your marriage. But you can’t let your love go. You stared at your wife. She should know you were only playing with her. But the pride of a man would not allow you accept that fact. She should know you by now. As a man, you had so much had control over your emotion that you wouldn’t beat her for anything. You were able to release your cloth form her hand.
‘If you touch me’, you shout to scare her, and raised your hand. Despite the fact you wouldn’t dare touch her again as you now felt a trailer of embarrassment driving within you. She withdrew and ranted about your having another woman in your life. Is that not true? But you surely have to be true to yourself. Yes, you have to be true to yourself you can’t let go of the one girl you love.
When you get to the restaurant the lady you really love is you met her smiling at you. Her white, sparkling teeth gladdens your heart as you saw her happy. Yes, that what you wanted for her and nothing more .You are happy that she’s finally in love with you. And you sighed as you sat. That was love.
‘He rebuilt our love’.
You know what she was saying, and you felt some putting a hole in your titanic. You know what she meant. But to be sure you heard well, you kept quiet and stared at her.
‘I don’t understand you’. You’ll say as sweats begin to cover your hairy leg.
‘My husband, he told me to renew my love for him. And I’m doing just that’.
‘Wish me luck’.
‘Wish me luck? I thought we had a thing going?’
‘Me and you… No… We never had anything going. I told you before, we are just friends’.
‘Just friends….’ And nodded. So as to save yourself from the embarrassment’ I meant I thought we had a good night going but I never knew it was better’.
She will smile and close her eyes.
‘Let’s toast to the night, to your love renewal’.
You just saw your wall of Jericho being pulled down. You thought you had her. You thought she loved you. The night went on as dry as ever. You went home dejected and refusing to eat your wife’s food. How do you explain to her that the love you had for her waned because a girl you loved from years to years is still waxing hot? And the fire was just watered down but that the ember had not died. And without its death, the hope for a reunion still lurked somewhere. You slept that night making a resolution as if that was your new year that you would give up. And face your family.
At that time, you realise you’re thirty-five and you’ve spend eighteen years dealing with only love issues.
That becomes a concern for you. You started working towards retirement. You need to spend the rest of your life with you r wife and your beautiful girls. Girls?
You had never thought of it. You sat up. Your wife had only girls for you. Girls?
No. No. No. You woke the next morning with a big scowl on your face. If your wife’s countenance was happy you would have brought up the issue some other times but now, she was still angry with yesterday.
Your daughters squeaked in the room. Your head became full of nails.
‘Hey, the two of you should stop disturbing me’, you will shout from the parlour. Suddenly the food your wife gave you looked stale.
You became tired of it all. When she came around, she was not ready to see you. But she had to cook because she had a duty to be your wife for life.
‘See woman’, you said. As you stared at her belly which was now swollen because she was pregnant.’ If that baby in you is not a boy, consider yourself as no longer a wife to me’.
May be out of frustration of being your wife or out of fear of what would really happen to her or what happen to her daughters if she left the house, she went on her knee.
‘Don’t do this to me. Please, I’m not God’.
She must have been thinking of it. But you are the only have just started the thought of it. You looked at her and saw how lean she was. And the trouble went up. You can’t send her out of the house; yet, you need a son.
A new problem will arise. Do you think I should continue with the imagination or should I tell you to stop?
Nevertheless, if you want to know what happened? Wait a bit. I don’t want to stress you with the problem that would start for the woman you call your wife. The problem that would not even be start in your life. And realisation that … Don’t let me spoil it for you.
Decide if you want to continue reading or not and let us move. If you want. Just tell me in any form you can. I’ll be here with you.

https://litehelp./2016/01/19/men-are-frustrated/

Omagzee:
Do you still Remember this actor from a popular, blockbusting South African movie in the 80's ?

Speechless3:
*hands up* it has to be by God's grace.

Enahi:
that's not me at all , I just like her.

Enahi:
Nope

folakesdiary:
Hahahahaha... 50 Cent has taken his Instagram beef with Meek Mill to the next level by posting a fake obituary for the rapper.

'He will not be greatly miss [sic],' he wrote in the jibe.

The musicians have been involved in a heated war of words over the past few days after Meek, real name Robert Rihmeek Williams, referred to 50 Cent's bankruptcy and sexuality rumors in a new mixtape.

A furious 50 Cent has since been on an Instagram spree posting Meek Mill memes, including telling the 28-year-old to focus on getting superstar girlfriend Nicki Minaj pregnant to get child support because his career is 'already over.'

Check out More Hilarious Memes; http://www.blacksatino.com/2016/01/hilarious-check-out-meek-mills-obituary.html?showComment=1453195099729#c3595368672293600820

Enahi:
hey you I was expecting your reply as usual, You and lightskinned girls eh.

besides it's same girl in the pictures.

Enahi:
:-Xisn't she beautiful and feminine looking unlike some girls from.

Enahi:
:-Xisn't she beautiful and feminine looking unlike some girls from.

KashyBaby:
I have no idea what does it mean...

funkyglitz:
A friend of mine has been dating her boyfriend for 7yrs now and the guy actually promised her marriage from the onset,all of a sudden the guy was doing promise and fail in the sense that he will fix a date and make excuses for not coming to see my friends parents for some years,last year December he was supposed to come as promised but postpone it to first week of Jan and during this interval my girlfriend reunited with her childhood friend that just came back into the country and the guy is serious about marriage and has gone for introduction to show how serious he is and at this venture when things are going on smooth with my babe the 7yrs boyfriend resurfaced again showing seriousness and reminding my girl how they have suffered for all those years only for this Oyibo guy to appear from nowhere and although my friend have been communicating with the guy on phone before he came back she just want to be careful and make the right choice......pls my fellow RL I hand over this case for you to judge,scrutinize and drop reasonable comments

funkyglitz:
A friend of mine has been dating her boyfriend for 7yrs now and the guy actually promised her marriage from the onset,all of a sudden the guy was doing promise and fail in the sense that he will fix a date and make excuses for not coming to see my friends parents for some years,last year December he was supposed to come as promised but postpone it to first week of Jan and during this interval my girlfriend reunited with her childhood friend that just came back into the country and the guy is serious about marriage and has gone for introduction to show how serious he is and at this venture when things are going on smooth with my babe the 7yrs boyfriend resurfaced again showing seriousness and reminding my girl how they have suffered for all those years only for this Oyibo guy to appear from nowhere and although my friend have been communicating with the guy on phone before he came back she just want to be careful and make the right choice......pls my fellow RL I hand over this case for you to judge,scrutinize and drop reasonable comments

onstelly:
Smh for you
Fling my weaves and walk away

onstelly:
Smh for you
Fling my weaves and walk away

ThuggerBaby:
Nairaland has lost its interest to VANQUAY, i had hoped to stay till august and complete my project but i just cant handle the fvckery anymore. YOU GON THINK ABOUT ME WHEN I AM GONE........................Back to Reddit

ellechrystal:
Please, What Is Happening Between This Policeman And A Half Unclad Lady

MPN CIA's...I have looked hard at this pic and can't understand what's going on.The lady's top is in shreds,someone is dragging her by the trousers, she is hugging tightly to the policeman who is holding her purse.. Who understands the pic better?

QueenValerie:
I have no answers but more questions Op.
Why are they laughing ?
Why has none given her a cover up?
Why is that hand pulling her pants?

KashyBaby:
Look at this ass! What the hell is ur problem? U think quoting us with ur nonsense sh!t will make u a better person?

Go preach somewhere else where U think u are better than the rest...STOP QUOTING us coz we don't need an obsessive fan like u...


*swerve*

Romanciella:
Wuna no dey sleep ni

noeloge82:
BREAKING: DONALD TRUMP WARNS NIGERIANS : “IF I WIN, YOU LEAVE”. NEWS | BY FNN |




American Billionaire and Republican Presidential Front-runner, Donald Trump, has shot a subtle warning to the Nigerian Community in the United States, after he said all Nigerians would be made to leave the country “when he becomes President”.

He made the “threat” during a rally at Wichita, Kansas. According to Donald Trump, Nigerians ad Mexicans have taken all the jobs meant for honest hard working Americans.

“To Make America great again, we need to get rid of the Muslims, Mexicans and the Africans, especially the Nigerians. They take all our jobs, jobs meant for honest hard working Americans, and when we don’t give them the jobs, the Muslims blow us up”, Trump said.
Source:http://www./posts/91538

Haddasah:
black is beautiful

handsomeclouds:
Pastor Adeboye's prophecies for 2016 are no different from his previous ones - he has managed to keep everything fuzzed up and has avoided being specific so as not to incriminate himself in the future. However, there is one item on his list that requires scrutiny because I believe it shows Pastor Adeboye to be a manipulative person. I shall return to this in a moment.
Pastor Adeboye
First, let us build a quick picture of the man. Pastor Adeboye is probably the most influential pastor in Nigeria. His church has branches in almost 100 countries around the world, with an estimated 14,000 churches in Nigeria alone. The Redeemed Camp is responsible for perennial traffic congestion on the Lagos-Ibadan motorway because of where it is situated and the sheer size of the congregation that worships there. Whether the church has done enough to forestall this problem and alleviate the sufferings of road users is a subject for another day. Pastor Adeboye's fund raising methods are a cause for concern. He announced plans in 2013 to build a church auditorium of approximately 3km in length (http://dailypost.ng/2013/08/14/three-kilometer-auditorium-angry-nigerians-blast-adeboye-say-n1billion-per-person-donation-is-criminal/). To fund the project, he told his followers: "We need N1 billion from ten people . . . We also need N100 million from those who can afford it. Please see my secretary." How many hard-working people with unquestionable source of income would dole out money on a project like that which will not yield any returns for them? This behaviour encourages corruption - the thieves who steal our commonwealth will see this as an act of buying penance from God. Pastor Adeboye is importunate - he never tires of using mental gimmicks to persuade his members to give him money. Only last month, he was reported to have told them: "Let me tell you the truth, the only reason we still take offerings is to get you out of poverty. When you give offerings you’re sending money to heaven." A few years ago, he claimed that he drove his car without fuel from Ore to Lagos to a thunderous applause from his congregation. It beggars belief that anyone would believe this story. To complete the picture, take a look at his 2015 prophecies and decide for yourselves whether he made any ground-breaking predictions or if he just played safe by refusing to make specific statements. (https://secure.saharareporters.com/2015/01/02/end-year-prophecies-ijabla-raymond#.VKbHn0sJtN4.wordpress). Notice that he had prophesied: "Daddy (referring to God) says all over the world insurgencies will be considerately weakened." The terrorist activities of jihadi groups like ISIS, Boko Haram (BH) and al-Shabab in 2015 do not support this prediction. This observation alone completely invalidates his claim of speaking the mind of God.

Let's return to the 2016 prophecies which can be found on the church's website: http://rccg.org/prophesies-for-year-2016/. Pastor Adeboye prophesied that, "a new sexually transmitted disease will surface." But he does not disclose that he received this revelation from newspapers and medical journals. British researchers announced late last year the discovery of a "new" sexually transmitted disease (STD) called mycoplasma genitalium (http://www.nhs.uk/news/2015/11November/Pages/New-sexually-transmitted-infection-MG-may-be-widespread.aspx). It is worth noting that pastor Adeboye does not give the name of the new STD and its causative organism like researchers always do. Does God whom he claims to speak for not know this information? Why does he not specify where, how and when the disease will surface? How bizarre for an omni-benevolent God to announce the emergence of a new disease but not the cure? Curiously, God was also silent about BH and the abducted Chibok girls, the fall in the price of crude oil and its effect on our economy, the agitation for the state of Biafra, climate change, the conflict in Syria. Pastor Adeboye's prophecies portray God as someone who is always silent on the issues with real implications for our daily existence. That, of course, is based on the assumption that God exists and that He speaks to the pastor. I could never understand how someone can know the mind of an entity they cannot even prove exists. What is obvious is that pastor Adeboye, like the rest of his fellow prophets, relies on the BBC, CNN and other news media to formulate his prophecies.  
The reason this situation bothers me is because literally tens of millions of Nigerians believe that God speaks through this man. Accordingly, the choices they make in life are guided by every word he speaks. Collectively, Adeboye and his fellow pastopreneurs have turned a generation of Nigerians into magical thinkers and have destroyed critical thinking. Even our universities and other centres of learning are not immune from their destructive influence - believe it or not there are professors who believe that prayers can make a car drive without fuel just as pastor Adeboye proposed; that diseases can be caused by evil spirits; that witches and wizards are responsible for infertility; and so on.  

Thankfully, the days of lying to Nigerians are drawing to a close. Information is the greatest weapon against ignorance, fear, superstitions and exploitations. Nigerians now have access to the internet and can easily cross check facts. By this time next year, we would know if a new STD has been discovered and if indeed God speaks to pastor Adeboye. 

Ijabla Raymond is a medical doctor and he writes from the UK. He can be contacted at ijabijay@me.com or Ijabla.Raymond@facebook.com
http://saharareporters.com/2016/01/15/pastor-adeboye-prophet-or-imposter-candid-look-his-2016-prophecies-ijabla-raymond

Haddasah:
I am tired of seeing short guys around me,my height is about 5.8ft or more than...just wondering if all the tall single guys are taken

onstelly:
No!
Hell no!