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Sex with a drunk lady is always very sweet. Sweeter than the one that is not drunk.

Wetin bring this kind yeye talk for social media...

What if the man was also drunk?

Drunken women he meant to say, funny they appear drunk until they collect the 40k.

My father said to me;

"My son, whenever you want have segx with a woman, if she is asleep, wake her up. That is how real men behave. Do not sleep with a sleeping woman."

That is consent.

That means my wife has a case to answer.
She dey gree for me some times when I'm tipsy.

What if both of us are drunk?

As Nigeria hard so, are people still getting erection?

ediko5:
I hope this applies to both gender and not limited to a single gender

His statement depicts just one gender but it should be both ways, in Nigeria a woman isn't capable of r*pe unless the laws are changed.

idahme:
His statement depicts just one gender but it should be both ways, in Nigeria a woman isn't capable of r*pe unless the laws are changed.

Why would the law say a woman can't rape. We have many funny laws

ediko5:
Why would the law say a woman can't rape. We have many funny laws

By definition r*pe in Nigeria is defined aa aa forceful insertion of penis( man) without consent of the owner of the vagina(woman) but we know currently that vagina can be inserted by the penis without the approval of the owner of the penis. A man can be drunk by a woman but still have penile erection and sex can still occur through the use of cowgirl sex method The interesting thing is these laws were made by men.

When these offenses are committed by women you will only hear the words , sexual harassment , assaults etc , they carry far lesss punishment than r*pe which they committed.

Of a truth the lesson learnt though bittersweet convers on you the honorary title of chief advisor.

concho:
Reminds me of Nkechi

The daughter of Akpama’s famed old vigilante chief, she whose presence could make even the stingiest of men loosen his wallets at the mere sight of her bosom. Yea, those twin spheres upon her chest, so well-rounded and firm, did seem as though the God himself had spent a full week in careful craftsmanship.

Her height, her eyes, her hips—verily, the Almighty must have tarried long in her making. Yet, despite knowing full well the wrath her father could unleash upon any man who dared lay claim to his jewel, the fire of youth burned within me. Yea, I resolved that, come what may, I would rest my weary head upon her bosom, if only for a night.

And so, on a fateful eve, I led her to a tavern of great renown, and there did I lavish upon her all manner of delicacies and strong drink. With every sip, her laughter grew louder, her steps less steady, until at last, she leaned upon me for support. Thus emboldened, I led her to my humble abode, convinced that fortune had smiled upon me.

Upon entering, she seized me with the passion of a seasoned harlot, her lips upon mine, her hands upon my loins. In that moment, I knew not whether I was in the land of the living or caught betwixt the realms of men and gods. Yea, the night was long, and the deeds many—5 rounds did we dance before the embrace of sleep took us both.

But lo, when the morning sun did rise, she turned to me with solemn eyes and spake thus: “Didst thou touch me in the night?” Fool that I was, I answered in truth, knowing not the doom my words would summon.

Scarcely had she departed when the ground trembled beneath the wheels of a Golf 3 wagon, packed to the brim with vigilante men. Little did I know that others, silent as the night, had encircled my dwelling, lurking behind the dwarf fence of my landlady.

Sensing peril, I leapt through my window, seeking refuge beyond the fence. But alas! No sooner had my feet touched the ground than a slap, mighty as the thunder of the gods, did land upon my cheek, shifting the very alignment of my thoughts. Yea, my vision blurred, my knees buckled, and ere I could reclaim my senses, a great boot met my ribs, followed by the firm grasp of strong hands upon my belt. Like a goat for sacrifice, I was flung into their wagon and carried forth to the place of my reckoning.

What transpired in that dreaded guardroom is a tale for another day. But know this—I live, and that alone is cause for thanksgiving. And verily, I have sworn upon my very soul never again to so much as wave at a maiden who staggereth under the weight of drink.

So,, a drunk man and a drunk woman can have sex.

They are both drunk and cannot give consent..

Therefore,, they both raped themselves.