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fonzie2u:Exactly....it seems he shot himself by the right side of the head while the blood splashed against the wall where the AC is located...someone is running after hearing gun shot.. |
INDUSTRIALFAN:The car looks like Bentley couple... ![]() |
This is what I call maximum security detail for kids
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Seriously, it might be a test...u really think he gonna allows u walk out that door with the money he sweated for?.....he just wanna see if u really love his daughter and making u revealing your greedy life to him |
danieljessy:You nor sabi read?...where I write am say na me talk am?... |
Similar experience... I had just moved out of my parents house and was sharing a room with my "friend". I had no idea he smoked weed, despite his suspicious movements and signature weed scent(abi na odour?) barely two weeks after moving in with him, my worst fears were confirmed as he started bringing home his weed smoking buddies and they would occassionally roll a wrap and smoke it right there in the room or mix the weed with beans or spagehtti. Being a very curious person i always wondered what made them happy after smoking, so i decided to find out for myself(wrong move) It was a very hot day in february, a saturday i think it was, my friend was out as usual. I searched everywhere for his stash but couldn't find it so i decided to go and get mine. I arrived the weed joint all sweaty and nervous, half expecting to get muged but nobody seemed to be aware of my presence there, they were all on different planets all expect one i concluded that he must be the seller so i approached him and the following conversation ensued: Me: how far? Weed seller: i dey Me: i wan buy weed Weed seller: how many parcel? Me: parcel ke? Iro oo, na just small i need Weed seller: laughs really hard. bolo leleyi sha(meaning this guy is a dunce oo) Apparently, a parcel of weed is that small wrap, i didn't know that. I thought it was something very large. I gave him 1000naira and he gave me a tiny wrap of weed with a white paper, i was suprised when he gave me 950 as change. I couldn't beleive weed was that cheap. On my way home, i decided not to smoke it but mix it with beans because i thought that it will be better that way(another wrong move). Long story short, i cooked beans and added the whole weed, ate it and called my friend, i told him ogbeni i just ate weed oo and nothing happened to me this one that you people will eat and be feeling funky, i don chop am oo. My friend was like ehen you be strong man oo I decided to take a quick nap before doing laundry, i woke up about 20 minutes later on the floor i was banging my head on the floor, and i couldn't stop, my heart beat was so audible and fast, everything was extra bright and extra loud. After a few minutes of head banging, i was able to get up from the floor, I felt as if i had just gained access to a part of my mind that I never knew existed previously, it was scary and cool at the same time. I could feel the blood flowing in my veins(you have to experience it to believe it. Though I strongly advise against it) i felt so uncomfortable in the room, it felt like i was in an oven suddenly a voice in my head wisphered ogbeni bo aso e joor (off your clothes) i obeyed. The voice came again oya sa re(now run) that was when i realised that the weed had taken effect so i decided to take a shower to see if it will calm me down, but the water felt so hot on my skin so hot i ran out of the bathroom. I called my friend to see if he could help me make sense of what was going on but he laughed at me, he asked me the quantity of weed i took and i told him i used a whole parcel, he said guyyyyy you don eff up if you no sleep in the next 30mins, you go mad oo go chemist make you go explain yourself. By this time things had escalated, i had a severe itch at the back of my head that wouldn't go away no matter how hard i scratched and i was convinced that the beating in my chest was an evil spirit that could only be killed with a punch. I ran to my neighbour champion and told him champion e jo e fun mi lese laya(champion pls punch me in the chest) ti e ba gbami lese laya mo ma ku oo(if you don't punch me i will die oo) he hissed and walked out having had enough of such nonsense from the boys in the boys quatters. The voice in my head came again iwo na o de gba ara e lese laya abi o ti fe ku ni(why don't you punch yourself in the chest or do you want to die?) i punched and punched but there was no difference. The house was getting hotter, the voice in my head was getting louder, the itch in my head was getting worse, and the evil spirit in my chest was getting louder. Then came the voice again oya ma sare lo(start running) so i started running but on getting outside in the sun, i felt so cold i was shivering but that didn't stop me from running(i would have given husain bolt a run for his money on that day). On getting to the chemist, i realised i was bare footed, i told him i had a severe headache i needed something to make me sleep immediately, he gave me the drug and i chewed it right there in his presence, next i asked him to give me a drug for evil spirit, that was when he realised something was wrong with me and chased me out. I got back home and tried to sleep but my heart beat wouldnt let me, so i ran back out this time around to a nurse in the area, first thing she asked was kilode o wo bata ni? (why don't you have your shoes on? I told her jackie chan ti gba bata lowo mi (jackie chan collected my shoes) i was finally able to explain my situation to her and she took me in, tied something around my elbow and injected me directly in the vein. I passed out immediately only to wake around 1 or 2am in the middle of the night with the worst kind of hunger I have ever felt in my life. I ate a whole loaf of butter field bread in one sitting without butter or tea. I came home to a hero's welcome, my friend told me e be like say your head no carry am but e go better make you try am once more so you go dey use to it. The following day while the house was empty, I packed my Ghana must go and like the prodigal son in the bible I went back home to my parents. It's been a few years since that experience but the lesson I learnt is an unforgettable one. My curiosity hasn't gotten me in trouble again and my circle of friends have since changed. Fear weed! |
Loooolz this Mugabe couldn't cease to amuse me.... "I am a true African. I am guided by the spirit of black brotherhood. I am hospitable to my fellow black brethren." Exactly! |
That's Hawk left over |
QueenMarvella:Just dm me...I'm single. Interesting knowing u |
zinizta:You were lucky!...cuz it worked for u...other are facing a real wicked armed robbery who doesn't valued human live at all...which is why jungle justice is common among them! |
zinizta:The face is facing down, bro... while pleading. What if he takes a look at your face...and notice you recognises him...are gonna still pleading?... |
maleekfrenzy:Nah!!!...not in Nigeria, bro...it better u just knee down, hand up and lie down flat without the gun man telling u to...while u try listen to every f**king words he says and giving him straight answer...then he gets what he wants and leave u in peace...that's simple!...or else u take a look into his ugly eyes..oh boy u re signing your death warrant with so much beating or a bullet to meet ur ancestor...don't try to be a Hero in front of a gun point |
Only one passport/visa is enough for them to travel around the world.. |
That one Na Imirror....no be phone |
Probably dies during active service |
NwaChibuzor12:How did you learn to read and write properly? |
Baby, let's knack |
Usain Bolt and Cheetah.....who is most faster in term of hundred meters? |
Well, not all punna RE smelly sah...if my wife look hot like Beyonce or Kim Kardashian...I'm gonna chop her punna dry ![]() |
08105668711 |
Of course oh... |
902 |
Stupid girl |
Mehn...if person managed to ship them all to Africa countries xpecially those rural town and farming....Na billionaire be that! |
Every guys are afraid of dating one cuz of this..
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Mehn...with this, I gotta have time to f**k on bed while on air...that's nice |
blessingee:At all...them nor dey miss road. Na so one time a way back then...our ekuke bite one of our stubborn neighbor kid wey dey always look for troubles for our compound. After momsy spent so much on the kid's treatment...Na she vex use car carry Buddy (the dog) go sell to one calabar man wey get pepper joint a mile away for another town....that day eh...momsy got the shock of her life when she return to see the ekuke wey she go sell with us for parlour dey watch film...beside momsy nor tell us say she dey go sell the dog oh cuz she know say we nor go agree. We all surprised when momsy shout Jesus!..after seeing d ekuke sleeping under uncle leg for parlour while watching film...Na momsy come yarn say she been go sell the dog cuz she nor want dog bite wahala again...that day eh momsy come change her mind leave the dog with us...then go return the money to the calabar man wey she see for road the find the dog.. The dog spent 12yrs with us before she died.. Omo that day eh...I cried like there is not tmrw cuz that ekuke pains me!..was always part of the family. |
Sapiosexuality:Bro, you have a good blog ...nice one |
Kai!...Omogbe! una want take poo wash face?!...that's disgusting ![]() |


