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yuzedo: Ah! Don't get me started! ALL Chi/Chivita adverts! Blood of God! I swore never to buy any of their products! Daft! Irritating, disgusting adverts with girls using embalming cream as make-up, rètarded concepts, wtf?! Serious demarketing!

In short lemme go and consult my blackbook of bastard adverts!! Dem plenty!

inurmind: The problem is not with the bedmatics, of course you have a right to demand for someone who is sexually competent. The problem is it being the only condition. It's demeaning for a lady to do that, it means what you value most in life is sex, not hardwork, not respect, not intelligence or strenght, just a dickson. It means any guy, doesn't matter if he is a worthless drunk, a dumbass, one with no future ambition, anybody at all, can get to you as long as he knows how to rock it. And so none of these guys sending you pms will repect or truly value you, because to them you are a hoe looking for a great time, and nothing more.
Therefore my lady, please up your game and increase the requirements, you are worth much more than you think.

blink182: OMG!!! Ufuoma now has BREASTS.

blamelessly: I've been waiting for you for a very long while. Its almost looking like if you'll never show up. Every past relationship I've had, has deposited a quality in me. Like that always angry man, has taught me to be more patience. The greedy one, has taught me to be wise. And the lustful one, has taught me that I'm far more valuable. There have been some nice ones but they was never meant to stay. All working together together to get the best out of me for you. I love the Lord and I have no shame about it. I can be extremely blunt sometimes. That's where developing wisdom comes in anyway. Where is my prince charming; as they say in fairy tales. Does he even exist? A guy full of humour&fear for God, filled with so much love. Believe me, I've seen them all ...ok most at least. There's always something out of place. And its has got me wondering ...would my own man ever find me?

Maya2pretty: yeah! am Mar 31st too but what is even d point of this thing sef?

Creamish: OMG!!! Just laffed my hearts out! Funniest thread iv read today.. After all diz yrs...

adaobi123: im just single

sunnshyn: Ok, its my free day today and its friday..

I'm stooling...typing this sitting on the toilet bowl...(I wonder what I ate)he he he he he

So, been lying in bed, random thoughts flying through my mind...

Mom calls me with updates about my friends in Lagos getting married each saturday, she's not talking much, but she's saying a whole lot...*sighs*

So, I'm trying to define in my head what my Ideal man would/should be...

I'm strange and weird like that, especially going by the kind of physical 'whatever' I'd love to see in my man..lol

Allow me list a bit of them attributes..

*Little bit of round belly(6 packs and d likes are just not my thing)

*Receding hair-line (ha ha ha) I love my man with a little bit of baldness! Didn't I warn you I was weird from the start?

*Lefties (Jeeeez! I love left-handed men) can't explain why though

*Nerdy-looking men (No really, I can't stand the bad-boy looking kinda men! Puleeese! Wear prescribed glasses, and I'm all down!

*Calm-talking (loud and everywhere kind of men? no! no!)

*Non-confidence: Now, let me explain this a bit, if a guy comes to me bursting with lots of confidence, I'll be instantly put off and on guard...so just come with a little bit of shyness(I'm extremely shy) and I'm down..lol

Yes, now u have it...just random thoughts sha, I'm done poo-ing...lemme clean up, would be back!

N.B: You may bash this thread and the poster, but please don't move this to the front page, cos we have lots of poo going on there already don't add this to them...!!

sυηηshyη™

adaobi123: okay sir

daisyella: Some girls r like dat,myself for instance I don't know how to ask people for things most esp guys even wen I don't have,I J̲̣̣̣u̶̲̥̅̊§τ̲̅ manage somehow. maybe it's pride or sth but it's a habit nw and I like myself dah way,a guy who loves me should βε̲̣̣̣̥ able to spoil me sumtyms without me asking