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PhonesRe: GB Whatsapp Ban by Naysayer(m): 7:35am On May 26, 2022
yankeecoder:
good for you ! I detest that app, once I find out someone on my contact list uses it, I block them immediately from viewing my status and never take them serious again
You're an ingrate
Foreign AffairsRe: Truth About Russian/ukraine War Revealed by Naysayer(op): 4:18pm On Apr 06, 2022
These are all in the comment section of the original post

Foreign AffairsRe: Truth About Russian/ukraine War Revealed by Naysayer(op): 4:17pm On Apr 06, 2022
Russia since 2014 hits all the bells about what is happening in Ukraine. Eight years, the people of the two largest mining regions killed the Ukrainian army weapon, which she supplied and still supplies America with the West countries. The US military advised and advise Ukrainian. In Ukraine, there are many American laboratories, silenting biological weapons. Have you seen the frames of the brutal mockery of Ukrainian Nazis over Russian prisoners? They are over the civilian population, by the way, make reprisals without trial and investigation. And more... Why did you decide that Putin hides in the bunker? We see it every day. For some reason, this world does not want to see him and hear...
Foreign AffairsRe: Truth About Russian/ukraine War Revealed by Naysayer(op): 4:16pm On Apr 06, 2022
A small Ukrainian town Bucha Kiev region ... Russian troops took it without loss among civilians. At this time, two warring parties were held in Turkey. And the Russian side came out of this town to prove their willingness to peace. Think what a fool should be to leave such frank evidence on the crime scene? Especially when you know that the whole world is watching with predilection of your actions! These fresh corpses appeared on the boch road three days after the departure of the Russian military. Staging an actor, director and producer, calculated on those who want to be deceived.
Foreign AffairsTruth About Russian/ukraine War Revealed by Naysayer(op): 3:48pm On Apr 06, 2022
The story you're about to real is posted by a granny on Facebook in the comment section of a post that was talking about the Russian invasion and was painting Russia as the devil, this is the truth. Many people of her ethnicity in the same comment section confirmed the story to be true, Her profile is the picture attached to this post. Go slowly while reading so you'd understand what is really going on

Don’t think that Ukraine is a unfortunate victim. This is a very difficult question, difficult situation. In order to correctly understand everything that is happening now between Ukraine and Russia, you need to know the history of the country in which I was born - the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics (USSR), where Russia and Ukraine, together with the other thirteen union republics, were equal, like brothers and sisters in one family. Over the history of many years of living together, Donbass (Donetsk basin, a region with many coal mines) and Crimea were annexed to Ukraine, although for hundreds of years these were the lands of Russia.

In the Donbass, the majority of the population has always been Russian people. My father's parents arrived there shortly after his birth, in 1933 from central Russia. And there were thousands of such people.

Since the Donbass belonged to the Ukrainian Soviet Republic, there were always two languages: Russian and Ukrainian. In ordinary life, they often spoke and still speak Russian.

Everything changed after 1991, when cunning politicians-dealers destroyed our huge state of the USSR. Russia and Ukraine became separate countries. At the same time, Ukraine pursued an unfriendly policy towards Russia and the Russian language, nationalists raised their heads - the descendants of Ukrainian bandits who brutally killed Russians, Belarusians, Jews, Poles in 1941-1945. After 1945, they hid in the forests of Western Ukraine, killed communists at night, and dealt with their families. My school teacher was a witness to their atrocities, told us about it.

After the violent overthrow of the President of Ukraine in 2014, the people of Donbass decided on autonomy. For this, the Ukrainian troops went to them with tanks and military aircrafts. The people took up arms to defend themselves. Among these people were those with whom I studied at school. Ordinary middle-aged people: a teacher, a miner, a driver, a sports coach who once defended the honor of Ukraine at international competitions. They did not want to remain part of the fascist-minded Ukraine. For this, the Ukrainian military shelled their houses from “Grads” (multiple rocket launchers) for 8 years, women and children were forced to hide at night in basements and bomb shelters. I was in Donbass in 2016 and 2017, I saw everything with my own eyes. I lived in the same hotel with OSCE members, who for some reason did not tell the world the truth about what the Ukrainian army was doing with part of its people.

Back in 2014, Donbass asked Russia for help, to accept them as part of Russia. But the Russian government did not want to aggravate relations with Ukraine, trying to explain to the government of Ukraine that it was impossible to behave like this with their own people, that peace negotiations were needed. Ukraine, feeling the support of the United States, several European countries, behaved impudently, wanted to destroy the Donbass, which decided to secede from Ukraine. The Ukrainian authorities sought war by all means. We asked, persuaded, explained, demanded. I repeat, this went on for eight long years. During this time, almost 15 thousand people died in the Donbass. And now patience has snapped ... Russia is forced to use military force to protect the people of Donbass. But do not blame Russia for this. This cannot be done, just as it is impossible to blame a man who stood up for a woman who is being beaten in front of his eyes by an impudent strong villain. This man has no other choice but to punch this scoundrel in the face, twist his hands behind his back.

Even now, the Ukrainian army is shooting at Gorlovka, the city of my childhood. On February 25, a Ukrainian shell hit the building of a school in the district where I once lived. Two teachers died. They were at their workplace. One of them was born in 1969, a teacher of geography, natural history, economics (30 years of teaching experience), the other was born in 1977, a teacher of the Russian language (16 years of teaching experience). After the recent death of her husband, she raised her son alone. And now an eleven-year-old boy is left an orphan...

Yesterday (26.02), a young, beautiful music teacher died in my city. She left behind a ten-year-old son.

Today (27.02), three civilians died in my city, one of them is a very small child.

And in July 2014, the sister of my niece's classmate died in Gorlovka - she was walking in the park with her ten-month-old daughter in her arms. The Ukrainian army began shelling with "Grads". A young woman (23 years old) was buried with a baby in the same coffin. Now she is called the Gorlovskaya Madonna.

How much can you endure this?!

The Russian army is trying not to harm the peaceful civilian population of Ukraine and treats the captured Ukrainian military with respect. The Russian government and army want to end nationalism and the desire of the current Ukrainian government to live at the behest of the United States.

Many Ukrainian soldiers and officers are now throwing down their weapons, surrendering to the Russian army, but nationalist detachments often hold the civilian population hostage in the cities where they are still located, exposing them to mortal danger. They act like terrorists.

Any war is grief. I have close people both in the Donbass and in Ukraine. Everyone suffers. Soldiers of Russia and Ukraine are dying. My heart aches for everyone, for everyone, except for Ukrainian nationalists.

I don't want war. But I understand very well that the President of Russia could not do otherwise. I believe in him and in Russian soldiers.

I hope that everything will stop soon, and a peaceful life without fascism will begin in the Donbass and Ukraine.

It's hard for me to talk about what I know because I don't speak English well.

To make it clearer what I wrote, I send a video in English. Here about the roots of the conflict, and what happened in the last 8 years of the war in eastern Ukraine. I don't think the world's mainstream media will tell you about it.

Hope for understanding…

Christianity EtcRamadan by Naysayer(op): 7:56pm On Apr 02, 2022
*RAMADAN*
By Amao Mutiat

Ramadan during childhood was exciting and it was something I always looked forward to when I was a child.
Being raised in one of the ghetto parts of Lagos (Ajegunle) in a face-me-I-slap-you kind of apartment with my family, Ramadan was no different. We didn't have the entire world yet we made it amazing in our own little way.

The night before the Day1 of Ramadan, the whole area heads over to the mosque; young, old, small, big; to pray.
The street of the mosque could be seen flooded with people praying as the inner parts of the mosque was filled up, listening to the beautiful voice of the Imam; we call him Mualim. I've not met anyone who has such an angelic voice as him.

Head over to sahur(the time before sunrise), my dad was always the first to be awake, it was either him or the landlady.
Whenever we notice a particular door is yet to be awake, we (the kids) are always eager to knock on their doors and say *"wake up, it's time for sahur"*. It was fun for us and it was coming from a place of love, we loved doing it knowing fully well we won't be paid a dime.

The backyard (the kitchen area) would be filled with the women cooking, kids waiting in line to take their baths(the compound shared just 2 bathrooms) and pray tahajjud while the men did their business.
It was like a big polygamous family, the sight of it couldn't compare to anything else.

When it's time for eating, the normal Ramadan program comes up. You can place a call, pick a question, if answered correctly, you are definitely getting a gift.

It's been a few years since we moved out and I can bet that those days can't be compared to now.
I always have this urge to go back and see what it would be like now; most especially, praying in Mualim's mosque, having that feel of childhood again, listening to the way he recites the Qur'an and falling in love with Islam over and over again.

Ramadan is meant for bringing everyone together, having a feel of what it tastes like to be hungry, putting the needy in mind, giving charity, asking for forgiveness and loving one another.
Ramadan has always been special and will forever be.

*RAMADAN KAREEM EVERYONE*
*THANKS FOR READING.*
RomanceRe: My Girlfriend Sent Me Pregnancy Results And Ask Me To Fund Her Trip To UK by Naysayer(m): 8:56am On Apr 01, 2022
Are you for real? Can't you see how new she is to the scam game?

She strikethrough her name? Cut the heading? Deleted the doc?
Pregnancy occurring same day she had sexhuh

C'mon now... See the writing

Pregnancy occurring same day she had sex?

Know how shits are done
LiteratureRe: The Story Is Finally Ready Here Is The Episode One!!! BRIDE COMPETITION by Naysayer(op): 3:24pm On Mar 30, 2022
BRIDE COMPETITION
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EPISODE 2
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“Welcome girls.” Aunt Linda said, beaming a smart smile perked up at the beautiful girls as they lined in front of her.
“Thank you.” They replied amidst flickers of smiles and flirts.
They were all assembled in the same place; the big sitting room, as the 'gate keeper' had directed them. He was sure to measure and size them up from beauty to manners of approach; and the girl who slapped him... Is therefore disqualified, but he kept all these a secret in his mind, waiting for the right moment to start his jettison mission.
“As you all know why you are here, aunt Linda continued, I don’t need to talk too much rather than to wish you girls luck on your new journey, I wish you all good luck' she billowed
"Also remember that if you take the first position, second position and third…. You are going home with money even if you don’t win. She added
So, feel free and be yourself. Make friends with each other and wish each other luck. also you can call me aunt Linda. She said and assured them with a smiled as the girls replied affirmatively with nods.
They were shown to their rooms. Cindy, Becky and Valerie were given a very large room with three king seized bed. The space of the room was so much that it can contain 20-30 people if only seats were arranged there.
Natasha and Maria were given another room opposite of the first one. It was equally extra great for two people.
“I can’t believe this is actually happening. Hmm.
What need is there to compete when I’m actually the best here?” Becky asked, walking all over the mini library in the room in admiration.
Cindy scoffed, coming down from bed. “I beg your pardon? Gosh. You’ve got no manners at all. Who do you think you are talking to?”
Becky glanced around, as if she's searching for something. “Excuse me, peacock….did you just talk back at me? I don’t blame you though, we all are in the same place now. Because you see me here competing with you? Hun, let me tell you darling. I’m not here to compete but to win” she said, going closer to her.
Valerie only watched them, hoping they would fight and get disqualified.
“Do you want to get disqualified so soon? Just back off. You’ve got no powers.” Becky said again and walked past her to her bed, smiling evilly. They were yet to know her. But as time goes on, they would read the handwriting on the wall.

In the other room, Natasha was trying her very best not to die of laughter. Maria was something else entirely. You all remember Natasha right? The girl who slapped the gate keeper, She was stuffed in the same place as Maria, away from the other three.
She behaved like a total clown and very lively to be with. That is Maria
“Make I tell you something, Maria continued in her pidgin English, na my poppy send me come here oh. They say this Bikroft children rich die. But no wahala, make we dey gbege dey go', she said, throwing out colourful clothes out of her bag.
“Maria, have you ever acted masquerade before?” Natasha asked her as she stared at the stunning colourful clothes on the bed.
“Masquerade kwa? Which one be that one? Abeg, make we dress go out go meet our husband. Shebi you hear wettin aunt Linda say.
Make we come dey go..” They were interrupted by the gentle knock on the door.
Natasha opened the door, recovering from her laughter. Aunt Linda’s face appeared at the door.
“You girls should get dressed. Arnold Bikroft is ready to welcome you now.” Aunt Linda said and left. She found her way to the room opposite just to give them the same news.
"Hurry up,I don’t want to be late.” Natasha said, pulling off her clothes.
Soon, all the girls were dressed in their different rooms. They all went into the large living room where a young handsome man was seated.
Arnold stood up in admiration of the wonderful sight before him. He was literally grinning from ear to ear, he was pleased. Then he prayed that the second phase comes true too. (The second phase is their characters, Mr. Bikroft their late dad had always warned them not to pick only looks but character and beauty too)
He started from Cindy who stood at the left side. He took her hand and turned her around.
Becky twisted her body in turn, making sure she made body contact with him.
Arnold checked out the girls one after the other and nodded in agreement. Only Maria had him thinking she was actually hired as a maid…a local maid.
“The competition starts tommorow afternoon. With cooking. For now aunt Linda will take you on a tour around the house and the compound. Feel free and have a good time, and... I am Arnorld... You can call me Arnorld, but I'm not Schwarzenegger. Arnold finished up with a chuckle.
The girls all laughed and a some smiled seductively at him, trying to please him.

Arnold caught Becky’s hot gaze on him. She was lusting after him.. her eyes and lips could testify to that.
The girls were dismissed thereafter and almost immediately, Gerald walked in. He had been eavesdropping but not visible to anyone of them.
“Listen bro. That was too much. You had the other girl’s back side smacked. Remember what I told you. You are not allowed to have sexxx with any of the girls until I’ve found the one for me.” he reminded his brother..
Arnold smiled and raised his hands up. He noticed a little redness on Gerald’s left cheek. “And what’s that?”
Gerald touched the spot. “Oh, this? It’s nothing. I got slapped by one of the girls. She was angry… crying... I tried to touch her but she slapped me.” Gerald said angrily.
Arnold laughed. ” Man, you are so funny. Have you forgotten who you are for now? Look, my man. You are a gate man…as far as this game is concerned…you are a gate man. Get that into your head and maintain your fuckging league.” Arnold scolded.
"But that girl is going to leave this house as soon as possible! I’ve disqualified her already!” Gerald said angrily and left.
Arnold laughed, falling into a sofa.

**********

“Who’s there?” Arnold asked as he woke up to a sound outside his door.
It suddenly snapped open and Becky walked in. Arnold was startled. She shouldn’t be here! Not for any reason.
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Tbc
LiteratureThe Story Is Finally Ready Here Is The Episode One!!! BRIDE COMPETITION by Naysayer(op): 3:22pm On Mar 30, 2022
The story is finally ready

Here is the episode one!!!

BRIDE COMPETITION
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EPISODE 1

Gerald stood at the gate, feeling funny in his gate man uniform.
Ugh! This whole idea of his brother was some how annoying and irritating to him but it was actually the best as It was necessary. Just three days ago, the six selected girls for the competition had started preparing and today, they were all coming over at the great mansion of Bikroft family; one of the wealthiest family in the whole nation..
Gerald’s actually the second son of the family and had just returned from England where he went to school.
Their father is late and everything has been transferred to him and his elder brother, Arnold. They are both dashingly handsome and great. Gerald is almost thirty while his elder brother is Thirty two.
He paid his Aunt who is their late father’s sister to act as the coordinator and took his post at the gate, representing the gate keeper in his matching outfit.
He was restless because he doesn’t know what to expect. The girls might end up being disqualified when the game must have come to an end. He was still contemplating on this, when the first girl arrived, dragging her luggage with her right outside the gate, a wagon dropped her and sped off to the highway.
She proceeded to knock at the gate, still dragging her luggage, though their stay in the mansion is not for long, she still had a full load. Maybe it's girls and their girlish things, who knows.
Gerald quickly opened the gate after the third rap and she came in, smiling seductively and looking around the big compound. Cindy, tall and beautiful with a very curvy build. She’s twenty four years old and has just returned from Canada where she went to spend a nice vacation with her parents.
She came with the intention of doing anything and everything to win the heart of the son of the great Bikroft.
“Wow, ma’am. You look sexy, welcome to the great Bikrofts” Gerald complimented. Cindy turned to look at him.
"Are you talking to me? ” She asked, sizing him up. But Gerald nodded, trying to dissuade the attitude just on time, but Cindy went on to hiss and catwalked farther into the compound. She turned sharply.
“Where the heck is the way here, running mouth?” She fired at him.
Gerald quickly pointed to the right building and watched her go as she swayed her hips.
“Wow. This is beautiful” Gerald laughed to himself.
Not quite long, the second girl arrived. Gerald almost choked. He almost wanted to ask her if she lost her way.
“Oga open this gate na. Wey you dey there dey look like mugu. You no go open am! ” The girl shouted, kicking the gate.
Gerald stared at her, from her rainbow coloured hair down to her rainbow coloured toes.
She was wearing khaki shorts and big sandals. Her top was lemon whereas her khaki shorts were orange.
“Is this where you are coming to?” Gerald had to ask. She is not looking only funny, but dramatic too.
“Shey no be Bikroft mansion I dey so? Shey no be their estate be this! ” She shouted.
Gerald quickly opened the gate and she rushed in almost immediately.
Maria, aged twenty three. Her parents are rich and famous but she’s just being herself. Funny and local.
Maria sauntered into the compound, laughing and admiring the building. Gerald’s mouth was hanging open as he showed her the way.
He burst out laughing when the girl went to the space meant for them,
"Incredible", he remarked while going back to his duty post.
Minutes later, the third girl arrived. She was looking like a princess with her puppy hanging on her left shoulder.
Valerie; The only daughter of Mr and Mrs Benjamin, one of the share holders at Bikroft enterprises. She’s twenty two and very pretty. Her ring bob hair in red matched everything she was putting on. She's both gorgeous and adorable
“take my bag inside. Oh! I’ve been walking from up there with lotta stuffs as you see, my puppy and all, the cab didn't stop at the gate because he was rushing to pick up someone. Hurry up! Lettuce doesn’t like sunshine! ” She said, referring to her puppy.
"You say? ” Gerald asked again, making sure he heard her tell him to carry her bag.

“Hurry up! Take my bag inside!” She said in a totally different accent. She must have grown up in the states. Gerald thought and wondered where her aunt picked the girls from.
He then absorbed her arrogance (as he viewed her character to be) as he pulled the bag inside. She smiled and came in, running her palms on her puppy’s fur. She also grew up in the states and had come back few days ago for this great competition.
Gerald showed her the way and watched her walk away and disappeared into the building just like the others.
The fourth girl arrived, looking so hot and sexy. Gerald immediately hated her. She was actually half naked.
"Is she in the right state of her mind? What guy is gonna marry this? Gerard asked no one in particular when he viewed her from the gate pigeon hole. He proceeded to open the gate for her when she rapped severally on the gate and watch her come in. At first, he was just watching her from the hole for several seconds before he recollected himself to let her in.
She smiled seductively at him, showing off her chewing gum.
“You are the gate man here?* Uh uh! You are looking good” She said amidst a little chuckle.
Her name is Becky; Aged twenty five sexy and bossy and full of determination. She’s gonna do anything to win! Becky isn’t here to compete!, She’s here to win!
The last girl arrived. Gerald blinked and blinked again when she knocked so angrily at the gate. She actually had tears in her eyes.
“Won’t you open the goddamn gate, you dummy!” She yelled at him. She pulled her luggage to her side and stood staring angrily at him.
Gerald knew she was the last of them and the most beautiful of them all.
She's slim with curvy hips and breasts that needed no f-----g bra.
Perhaps she wasn’t wearing one right now
Stop it, Gerald! That isn’t how you look at a woman. It’s not about being beautiful. This is about character! Gerald chidded himself before opening the gate.
“Move out of my way! I hate all of you! You men are wolfs!” She cried.
Her name is Natasha. Aged twenty three.She’s an only child of a single mother, Mrs Asade who owns one of the largest supermarket in town. She’s also very famous and influential and this had made her daughter worthy of this super competition.

She looked like a queen despite the tears in her eyes.
“What the hell are you staring at!” Natasha yelled at him
"I’m sorry for staring at you but you are crying and I'm wondering why” Gerald said and made the biggest mistake of his life. He reached out his hand to clean her face but was greeted with a thunderous slap. The girl just slapped him. She just did!!

Tbc

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