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Quite a nice place. Is it the ancestral home of the Fulani's?

Museveni isnt the longest serving African president.

tiwasiaife:
You wey dey swear to defend a woman did u know this Man is the son of the longest serving president in African and is tipped to replace his Dad?
Oga take it easy else ur sister will even marry ur enemy who is richer than you.
Be calming down for woman matter .
Ok

Applause to them.

Why in the world would you still go to his house despite such a traumatic experience that sadist inflicted on you and your friend? Naughty or not, you should have reported him to the police.

emmyid:
This happened while I was still in High School, and for security reasons, I will conceal the identity of that my "Friend".

I attended a day school that wasn't too far from my house, so most of the times, I and some other friends walk home.

So, on this fateful day, the sun was so high that it could steam a pot water. It was just three of us strolling home. Myself, my neighbor whom we share a fence, and a senior schoolmate who was one class ahead of us.

This senior lives somewhat close to school, we would have to pass his house before getting to ours. Due to the scorching nature of the sun that day, we decided to branch and ease off before heading home.

His Dad owns the one storey building which they live in. The building houses his Dad's firm which was on the ground floor, and his family lives on the top floor. It was a very big house.

We followed him to his room, little did we know what was about to happen. This senior of ours is known to be wild and rough, sometimes he behaves like one who has "kdjdbajs" issues. �

I and my other friend were in his room gisting, when he entered his Dad's room, and came out with the shock of our life! A loaded pistol! Omg! What was going on? (His Dad is a licensed gun owner who owns two pistols and a pump action**Bad ass Dad**).

At first it felt like a dream, but the hard reality hit us when he ordered us to kneel down, and put our hands up. At this juncture we were melting in fear, but we needed to man-up. I faked a smile, and with a cracked voice I stuttered -

"Guy, abeg stop this play na"

Immediately, he barked at me like a furious Dog. I could see his eyes changing to that of an angry lion and his face looking fierce as though a Demon just possessed him. He then yelled at me to shut the f*ck up, and never utter a word, while he opened the gun to show us the bullets well loaded in the cartridge, with his finger well positioned at the trigger.

Aside the workers who were busy on the ground floor, we were the only ones up. And he told us

"I go shoot both of you, lock up your corpse for that wardrobe, for night I go dump una somewhere "

Inwardly I was already dead. I thought about -

My parents. My dreams. Would anyone ever know what happened to us? O! My siblings. Lord, don't let me die a virgin.

He ordered us to pull our shoes, we did as commanded, he ordered us to close our eyes, we shouted "Yes Sir" without hesitation. Then came this order that broke the camel's back.

He ordered us to enter the ward robe. My other friend immediately entered and was sleeping there already, and at the same time sobbing. I joined him, then he was about shutting the door when I pushed it, he threaten to shoot if I don't stop, but at this juncture, I was ready to die by that gun than suffocate and die slowly in there.

When he noticed I wasn't giving up, he then released us. Asked us to pack our shoes in our hands and disappear from his room.

With the speed of light, and glory to God. I and my friend packed our belongings and ran as fast as we could home. We didn't share the story with anyone, in fact, we didn't speak to each other.

When I got home, I couldn't believe what just happened, I told my parents everything and they knew him so well. They kept their cool.

Two hours later, to the amazement of everyone, this semi-killer showed up in my house like nothing ever happened. He was looking for me and the other guy. I went to him and ask him why he has to do that, he smirked and waved it off.

The next day in school, I shared the stories with some of my friends. They laughed and told me he once did same to some other guys before. We didn't report to the school authority though.

For almost a year, I avoided his house. But didn't totally avoid him because we still met in school, and I noticed he was just a naughty boy. Although, that was a risky play I don't ever wanna be part of again. What if he had mistakenly pulled the trigger?

After about two years, I resumed going to his house, but never alone though. We always go in group.

Le Roi Emmy Idiege © 2018

Good question.

He was caught earlier in 2015 and now caught again.

https://www.reviewjournal.com/local/local-las-vegas/nigerian-immigrant-learns-u-s-due-process-comes-at-high-cost/


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NR4DMjCoE7Q

Good one! Read more about him here, https://engineersforum.com.ng/2019/08/01/interview-with-a-tech-genius-faruq-gbolahan/

Blood is thicker than water.

The one I heard was doctors seeking consent from the husband of a woman in labor before doing a C-section on her. A lady I knew professionally couldn't fathom why especially if it is an emergency.

But for social media, this unpalatable and poor quality of food in boarding houses wouldn't have gone viral.

Just 25 percent of the population in Nigeria? I doubt it. My estimate would be more than 3 out of 4 that is more than 75 percent.

Nothing baffling about it. Afterall, cults are common in Nigerian universities. Their violence is not different from the violence in London.

huptin:
Some parts of UK are violence ridden...how a Nigerian will be part of it is what baffles me.

Why do you say so?

shortgun:
Evil woman

Capital NO to property taxes in Nigeria. IMF should stop offering unsolicited 'advice" to us. The taxes that Nigerians have paid to the government hasn't resulted in any tangible benefit (like water and reliable electricity). So, how will property taxes be any different?

I don't believe it.

Na una dey give am time.

Nemesis has finally caught up with him.

Completely wrong. Pray over it and consult her pediatrician.

lordm:
Use the rod

He was called out earlier on this article.

https://punchng.com/the-electoral-prophecies-of-moshood-fayemiwo/

Wait till after 12 months.

If he wasn't caught, people would have been hailing him for his expensive wedding and held him in high honors as an epitome of a successful Nigerian living abroad.

#AllthatglittersisnotGold

Thank God they survived. Hopefully life turns out better for them in Brazil.

Walter Ofonagoro is alive.

laudate:
Not all of them are racist. And the dude may not even be rich.

Nigerians have been marrying Indian women for years. Remember the late Walter Ofonagoro and his Indian wife, Stephanie?

Also, remember Chief Alex Akinyele that married an Indian woman after his first wife died?

Epitome of greed.

A live in maid should have days off and earn a reasonable salary. Humans are not machines, even machines do break down.