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I just dey vex for this Simp, he had the yam n the knife but decided to leave the yam for goats, now the man fighting for structure is winning

His attention to details amounted to nothing in reality, the masses saw no effect or good result from his paying attention to details.

MaverickA3:
Senegal will retain their championship 🏆.
I see the Lions defeat the Eagles on penalties.

Which kyn false prophecy be this one
Maverick n 9ja pastors are 5&6

I never see man wey like school like Obi

E be like say na only me wey no bliv their explanation
So sorry for the two injuredpuns that they r using for this xplaNation

Dangote my colleague

So Umahi do dis kyn meeting and e no fit invite me to be among them, ok ......

Something that was meant to be a secret and private is now made open to the public.
Enjoyment gone wrong, now na hotel owner dey suffer am.
Small girls sending old alpha males to early grave since time immemorial

This man still dey open mouth yarn irrelevant matters, e be like say e need small beating b4 im mouth go fit rest

WINDSOW:
Na my uncle wear green shoes soooo

Seriously
My uncle sef na the honourable wey wear yellow shoe n pink suit

See honourable wear suit n shoe dey run

Master strategist escaped that one

Ebin pawa ooooo
We are passing through Tinubulations oooo
E be like say na statistics we go chop finally ooo

"Tinubu teaching OBIdients Nigerians politics 101" (CORNfused Agbadorians, et. al)



The person above me is typing from Pluto

Goaaaaalllll
Own goal issa goal
Nairaland Issa goal
Shata Wale issa goaaaallllll

Can someone pls tell this man to just STFU
He's been talking too much lately

I smell wahala cooking up

Of what importance is this his revelation now.
So na this kyn thing e go dey write for that yeye book wey e write about brouhahari

Imagine what a Nigerian security personnel has been reduced to, a RAPIST Tueeehh
Awon law enforcer

Just as I no gree for the man wey yarn say my colleague go come beg me for food.



Why e no fit pray for there to be surplus make everybody dey alryt

Las las, e dey encourage pray for begi begi

EmekaA125:
Omenka jakpa and leave Naija for us

Make I com leave my fada land say Wetin happen
My guy 9ja sweet ooo, i fit do as I like no qualms
Abi Palmy dey for abroad

This write up na for people wey wan japa


Walks outta thread

Japa by all means

Lightman300:
No, my brother.
You twist it when you toe that lane.
It is not a quest for achievement.
It is a quest to demonstrate and prove that acts beget acts.
Plain speak: Actions come with divergent consequences.
That's how the symphony of life is ordered to flow...

To further stretch it: assuming you're a Nigerian, then you would have seen that the blood sucking Islamic extremists have noticed weaknesses in our constituted organs of government that is supposed to deal decisively with them.So they continue to unleash mayhem across our nation.

Responsible governments don't stand aloof as her citizens are massacred daily.Especially when the assailants are within reach. You act.

Again your refusal to act doesn't immuned you from being acted on.

Selah!

I share view with u bro

Looking at live from another perspective, it seems animals are more reasonable than humans



All these killings just to achieve what

This is the match to watch

CaveAdullam:
When I say 'I love you" I'm referring to her boobs, not her.

Curvy-shaped boobs, gently folded within the arms of the brassier parted by a hollow body of flesh that is now her chest spikes my libido.

When my eyes pierce through her clothes, what I see is God's graciousness.

They dance for joy and my smile is to take them with the soft flesh of my palms. To unleash them, to free them from that mask called a bra, and breathe fresh air, of life from my nostrils and guts.

At the onset of romance, I make sure my hands secure them and ensure their protection. The nipples respond safely by standing erect.

The militaristic mission of my fingers to where the breasts are being held hostage is where I will go a thousand times and more.

They love the affection of my forefinger and thumb in action. The nipples know this. The areola wants my tongue to circle it. The soft round orange breasts are happy to welcome their king.

My mouth on the left breast sends purified wind into her carefully sculpted and tiny holes and my right palm tells the right breast that she's safe.

Left and right breasts desire my delicate palms and my mouth. They want the touch of love and the kisses of god.

And I never fail to ensure they are satisfied because their mother moans as she squeezes my bedsheets, finding an anchor at the surface of the mattress. Protruding her whole thoracic structure for more action, more kisses, more sucking of her two-daughter breasts.

I can see their worries when I'm about to leave them. But as a man, I got other militaristic missions.

I do promise them I will return as I carefully ensure their protection when sending them back to wear their bra mask.

"Breast is life".

Na wa ooooo
All these just for bobby

And I dey here dey think say na me sef