hmmmmm baba finally upgraded you, that mean say the end is near, agba awo.

Lolssss.....

U never see anything ...

KingPhilip is viewing ...

Onyiprince Anyday i set my eyes on you i go drag you enter CID office make u explain how you take dey solve all those ur crime buster novels wey i don read ....

Dodoatirice am back from church Abegggggg come serve breakfast

Mazi dodo! u r doin well.

bakesntakes:

xo u quoted the whole tori just for dis?

NoGirlfriend:
xo u quoted the whole tori just for dis?

Sure

bakesntakes:


Sure

and u think u are okay?

Time to chop money literally

.

I just like ur creativity and level of imagination You bam

I sha made sure i was lavishing away all the money because i had to spend all of it before the next spiritual visit or i was done for. I couldn’t give anyone money directly or cash in hand but i could buy you anything times 5. For instance, I’d go clubbing and you’d ask me for booze, I’ll make sure a table full of drinks was arranged for you, I’d pay for a room for you, settle olosho for you, asides paying for the room, I’d make sure it was a room that all expenses till you check out was paid. You just take style come ask me for cash wey you go take hol body, na their superstory go enter am. Me that was a coded before i started having friends, started being inside circles, e neva too tey i don sabi many many olosho’s, atenu, gold diggers (the babes that wanted to trap me with relationships) alike. The guys too, I started making friends with them in folds and it was very easy to be accepted into any circle of either Ballers or Hoes.

On one occasion, i had made sure i splurged all the money i received 2 day’s earlier, (so i thought) and I didn’t know i had extra dollar bills in my cars safe that i had forgotten i kept there. I completely forgot about those bills and went ahead and bath the soap, as expected i saw the corpse, but this time she didn’t bring money. I looked at here this time demanding an explanation, she no even let me talk and she wasn’t there anymore come sea beating that night. I chip spiritual cain back to back. As soon as she vanished, e be like say people come dey beat me (unseen hands or unseen koboko) them beat me sotey, i come dey beg for my life. At first i could withstand the torture on the bath spot, but these stupid spirits no stop. Na so I pick race. I ran nakedly into civilization but they beat me all the way enter inside life. Literally i chop spiritual beatings from around 12am reach 4am. The beating only stopped when the first cock crowed.


I couldn’t go to the hotel, i trekked back to my house in pains, i got to my apartment and noticed i had marks from the spiritual flogging all over my body. When i got a hold of Baba, he told me i had to look around that i had probably a limp or pieces of the cash remaining in my possession and that i needed to find where i kept it and spend it immediately. He told me that this last time she didn’t bring money, (normally she brought four sacks, but the last deposit and exchange i missed, the next time she’d come, shed come with surplus bags and i had to find a way to embezzle all of it. I thanked Baba and said i was going to see him the next day and he sounded a warning, his intel was never to come see him until i had found the cash i had left that I didn’t spend, never to see him until i had rectified and brought the situation under control. He then made me understand that its wasn’t like he was avoiding me or anything, just that if i tried to see him in a one on one situation, the tormented soul of that corpse would find the both of us and give us a beating of our lives.

I returned to my hotel room, and ransacked the whole space. Nothing.. i kept brainstorming. the morning after, i was going to hit the road in my Range when i opened the safe compartment of the car (didn’t know what i was looking for precisely and there the stupid wads of bills sat. Ehn thank Devil oo. I grabbed the cash and proceeded to splurge it. As soon as i was done lavishing it away, that night i left my hotel room and headed to my apartment. Headed to my bathroom, in no time i had completed the spiritual bath and waited. Nothing happened, i then headed upstairs to my bedroom (i did so in frustration) as soon as i got to my bedroom i was going to call baba and inform him of happenings. I pushed the door of my room opened and there on the bed 8sacks of money but the spirit wasn’t there just the money.

Op you are doing well. the "thanks devil o" caught me kiki make e thank GOD na, make thurnda strike am more update op.

collinometricx:


and u think u are okay?

You wey de ok, wetin your comment now add for the mata?

Muda fucka

bakesntakes:



You wey de ok, wetin your comment now add for the mata?

Muda fucka

Ur PA.pa

You go chop money

@dodoatirice
Mehn ur story don dey reach the scary stage but no wahala
We bam dey expect
On another note...according to the story.... wtin go sup wen ur mother soul starts her torment

you finally received

collinometricx:

Ur PA.pa

Mugu

A typical example of Baba

E good as u thank Devil ooo... Because you no go fit serve God and devil at same time

Shebi na money u dey find? :Dyou go spend money sotey life go tire you


Fellow readers if una see any ritualist respect and pity am..... E no easy.....

Who no go no go know.....

It's even deeper than what dodoatirice have written here

dodoatirice:
A typical example of Baba

Baba gaan sef na OG

Now i had 8sacks of bills and to lavish it in 2 days wtf i thought to myself, even the 4 sacks that I normally received right after i exchanged the sponge for the sacks, i spent it and no matter what i bought with the cash or how much splurging i did, last last I’d still be left with one sack that needed to go so to say. The one sack that remained, in a bod to not have anything of the bills left with me, that was when I’d start doing giveaways. Baba’s intel was that I shouldn’t give anybody money. Not that it had any spiritual implications for me, but whoever i gave money to, if they were doing good with finances in their lives normally, receiving my bloodied give away spelt doom for them, the kind of doom that they wouldn’t even know had befallen them. (Sapa). I fit commot lekki, go dey with my niggas wey dey bomb but never sabi way, i go flex them, (vVip flexing) all of us go dey inside my range, enter beach, enter expensive hotels, carry olosho, chop expensive meals. I even took them out to Casinos and fun places then at the end of the day before o headed to my house on the island, I’ll give them bulk and they’ll hail me and calll me ‘afunimawobe’ ‘buje budanu’ this way, i rendered alot of niggas stagnant financially spiritually. E just be like say you collect money for my hand come think say you wise abiyou deserve am or i dey show you love for street, your papa no love for street. If you no stand well well, some people go use your destiny do trade by barter.

Back to reality, 8 bags filed to the brim with cash and i had to go inside life and spend it all. One thing that was very ironic was the fact that as soon as I exchanged the sponge for cash, and saw the money, i no dey always happy, but the moment i met with my groupies of atenu, i go come dey happy like say i lick molly dey splurge dey go and dem go dey hail me. Bit this bags had to go between today and tomorrow. My house that was on the mainland had this large park space. For the 8 bags of cash, i made 3 car purchases that day, i already had four cars on the island, but on the mainland the cars that i paid for and parked there, I didn’t plan to drive them, i had to purchase the cars so the money go lean small, i splurge pa that day too and despite all my giveaways, i was left with 3 sacks at the end of the day. I was owing the spirit that brought the money(corpse) the sponge from my last bath (because of the mistake i made that made her beat the shit out of me and finding and fixing the error. Now i needed to pay my last sponge debt bu having my spiritual bath and handing over two sponge, the one from the last time that she didn’t collect and the one I’d bath with that night. But i had 3 sacks left.

I couldn’t dare going to bath that night because i was very much scared and didn’t know what to expect and at the same time I didn’t want to be flogged. (Shebi if person wan flog you and you sabi where the hand dey come from e go good, this one I didn’t know where the hands were coming from or how many people/corpse beat the shit out of me. I stayed up past the hour i was supposed to bath terrified and didn’t know what to expect. Then out of the blue, i started hearing voices coming from the Bathroom.

“Omo eniyan motigbe owo e de she mi o ba e ni le ni”

“Son of a human, I’m here with your money, are you around”

She kept repeating the same thing aforementioned over and over again and i knew i was in for a long night.

Next.

bakesntakes:

Sure

pls take ya medicine... u be alright!

Dodoatirice,nice story here,I need to appreciate u cuz that is where u draw ur energy and inspiration from,more grace bro

NoGirlfriend:
pls take ya medicine... u be alright!

Alrigh Doc, thanks a lot

bakesntakes:


Mugu

send it to ur Da.d

collinometricx:


send it to ur Da.d

Lol, it suits you more

If you're in your right state of mind you wont be acting like a muda fucka.

Stupid cunt

bakesntakes:


Lol, it suits you more

If you're in your right state of mind you wont be acting like a muda fucka.

Stupid cunt

send it to ur d.ad

And the crowd goes wild

Damn Maxi dodo I'm impressed.

Athemisia:
And the crowd goes wild

Damn Maxi dodo I'm impressed.

Thank you Igweeeeeeeeeee

Dodomayana, thanku for the back2back updates. Please give Me/Us plenti updates today. This is a serious mata at hand, just know, i dropped out of school to be able to focuzzz of this thread.