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Spot on OP, the society view females as a lesser gender and it's quite disturbing. But I think it is getting a bit better cos the society is getting to know the true virtue of we women. Wish it can get to the FP. Lalasticlala food don done

Congratulations to her

how is this news

obiorathesubtle:
You fresh
You cute
You posh
You classy
You smooth
I appreciate that!

wow...... Tank for the compliments. Ur packs ain't bad

He tried

pizel:
you allow pmz??

no..... Just drop ur msg nd quote me

CUMGUN247:
wah rules? Like not looking at yur nice bums

Am sure u've got urzz

Just obey the rules

Funny

Late on Friday 30th, 2015, I go clubbing with a few friends.
It has been a hectic week, and we head into the Rapongi
Night Club, Festac; after all, as the legendary Ebenezer Obey
observed, a hardworking soul deserves moments of
refreshment... And so begins my latest encounter with your
friendly Nigeria Police no longer friendly.
•
My right foot had ached all day from too much of
incarceration following one or more bangs in the course of
the day, so I step out of the Club to set my toes free. It is
1am. I stoop, un-lace my boot, free the foot, rub my toes
and swing my leg. Then I stoop again to lace the boot, and
that is when hell goes loose...
•
A rather unfriendly hand lands a massive slap on my back,
then grabs me by the waistbands of my jean trousers and
boxers, and drags me along. "Who are you, what do you..."
The multiple slaps that subsequently land on my face
ensure that I am unable to finish the sentence. I am then
dragged towards three blue Volkswagen Faragon and flung
into one.
•
About thirty of us are sandwiched inside the eighteen-seater
bus. "Please, what have I done?" I scream as I raise my
head to multiple slaps, this time more thunderous. Minutes
later, a tear-gas canister is released inside the bus, the
doors are locked, and these men, all in black T-shirts
bearing the crest of the Nigerian Police Force with "Raiders"
written across their chests, surround the bus, with their
guns aimed at us.
•
I bring my head out of the window to breathe, but it is
quickly returned with a blow. "Bring this head out again, and
I will shoot you," a gunman says, as he closes the window.
"Let's move them!" a man who appears as their superior,
shouts, and the three buses zoom off. As we are driven off,
and I manage to see printed on the back of the one driving
us, "Department of Criminal Investigation, Panti".
•
We eventually arrive at the Adekunle Police Station, Yaba.
We are asked to raise our hands as we descend from the
bus, then to pull off our cloth and sit on the ground. Our
hesitations are hastily rewarded with plunges of gun barrels
in our chests. We immediately appear as criminals being
paraded, as the excited policemen take turns to capture us
with their phones. One of them then comes with pen and
paper, and asks us for our names.
•
We are then ordered to move one after the other, into a large
room where we meet about a hundred shirt-less boys
already sitting cross-legged on the bare floor. The
policeman stationed at the entrance of this room, lands a
heavy slap on the back of our necks as each of us enters.
"Did it ring?" he asks excitedly; and if you hesitate to
respond with "Yes, sir," he lands you another. I can barely
get a space to sit in, but I manage as I see hesitations
rewarded with blows, kicks and slaps.
•
It is impossible to not notice how happy these policemen
are as they mock us. "Stupid people, una get money to dey
go club go drink, go carry woman abi?" One of them says,
with a hiss. Another comes to sit over us. I stretch out from
under the table and reach for his hand. "Please, sir, I am not
a criminal." He looks down at me and smiles. "So, you think
everybody here is a criminal and you are the only one
innocent?" and he frees his hand from mine.
•
Tired and weak, I begin to doze off until we are summoned
to form a queue. We are to be transferred into some other
room. As I draw near, I finally see the room: dark, darkened
by the wails of the young men it houses. My heart beats
faster. I run out of the queue to meet a man whom I hear
them call Oga. "I am a journalist, sir," I tell him, with a
quavering voice. "We work together with you people, the
Law Enforcement Agencies, please help me, sir," I continue,
as I look into his eyeballs to identify his soul...
•
"Identify yourself," he says. "Everything has been seized by
your men," I reply. "But, sir, you can check my phone, I have
already drafted an email I'm sending to my editor, about
how your men picked me up and..." "Hey! Bring this man's
cloth, he's a journalist," Oga calls out to the policemen who
are standing by. I collect my cloth, and they bring a sack of
phones and tell me to pick mine. "Isiaka," Oga calls to one of
his men behind him, "go and drop this man, journalist, in
Festac." "But, find them money for fuel o," Oga says to me
with a smile. "Yes, sir," and I smile back at him with what
remains of my battered face.
•
I am escorted outside, and walking behind them, I hear Oga
tell Isiaka to bring the money. Isiaka then brings out lots of
squeezed N1 000 notes from his back pocket. "Oya, your
own," Isiaka says, turning to me with an open palm. I bring
out the N5 000 I have on me and pull out N1 000. Isiaka
however grabs my hands, and grabs all the money. As the
police bus takes me back, the three men released with me
stop by the ATM to withdraw the 'balance' for Isiaka's Oga.
•
While Isiaka and I wait inside the bus for these men, I finally
remember to check my wristwatch. It is 4:01am!



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Only in Nigeria

jauntty:
Yes. I want to order the Milky way galaxy and Neptune from Jumia.
I need it delivered to my house

Also help me order for that Hot VY canis majoris sun, send that one to my Boss house

how much for my orders ??

lol.....you won't get ur orders in this life, probably the next one

Na dem sabi

Happy birthday to a legend

Lyrics is necessary but I think a catchy beat attracts more

Nigerian police again

All of em

Enjoy yourself baby boo

Congrats to him

Dis guy.......

Janeyy:
can i get ur mail.. wana av a private convo wit u

I don't think dat is necessary BTW I love ur thread about those pre-wedding pictures

Can u share a screenshot?

Beautiful........looks lyk d man behind omotola is checking her backside

Not really weird but for a Nigerian man.........

donholy28:
warris dix one saying

I wonder o

We don see am

Beautiful

xxxtedyxxx:
u r a goat. Drop dat phone n go start using torch light nokia

Must you go hard on him

Nice of him

segedoo:
Hi, I'm loving your mind. I cherish intelligent debaters like you - Re: Davido-Wizzy. I'm not a fan of either. I just enjoy feel-good music sometimes.

Your analysis was quite impressive though skewed towards OBO and your thought process was well articulated.

Would be a pleasure to listen to you talk and engage your mind sometime.
Well done Miss.

Tanx a lot bro