save ursef d stress,u can reprint ursef witout visitin any cafe,with ur jamb reg scratch card,visit jamb registratn site nd enta ur details as if u want to reg again,dem sum info pops up at d top left side of d page,u'l c print out dere,click to download nd dats all,u nid a fone dat cn read pdf thou cox d print out u'l download wil b in pdf format

GetOvaMe:


LOL.. I no sure say i know this one o! My IQ never develop reach like that ...perhaps MockinJay could help

kingjay18:
haha! na sharpener..badt guy

T33jay007:
What d hell, wat r u talking about

#dirty mind

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smartphone! Now tell me. Who has a dirty mind?

I checked ma date with ma fone *winks*

tobillionaire:
I checked ma date with ma fone *winks*

how

Pr0ton:




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smartphone! Now tell me. Who has a dirty mind?

You don't see girls fiddling with a smartphone at work?

mistytohcute:

how

UC browser, pdf reader. Den u can. Do. It

GetOvaMe:


You don't see girls fiddling with a smartphone at work?

No I don't.. At work

tobillionaire:
UC browser, pdf reader. Den u can. Do. It

My UCB is asking for assess code -_-

Pr0ton:




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smartphone! Now tell me. Who has a dirty mind?

it a lie...... guyz too play with phone at night....some girls cant even stay without it even at work.....Ma fi bread kowa lobe je

T33jay007:
it a lie...... guyz too play with phone at night....some girls cant even stay without it even at work.....Ma fi bread kowa lobe je

True. I only framed it that way to get your mind naughty.















and you fell

Pr0ton:


Exactly. I no know why he cross come science playgrand.

@horpeyemmi66 I just pray them no reach here again. The smell badt gan. LOL

mtcheew

Bhuumhite:
mtcheew

You don vex

hey peeps! aw reprintin dey go 4 una side?... e bad wella fr here o








#rep sociology

hey peeps! aw reprintin dey go 4 una side?. .. e bad wella fr here o








#rep sociology

estijaz:
Nope she isn't,don't wanna go to dsame sch wit any of my siblings,she wants to read nursing at UI,d gal dey fear UI ooo,okkkkkk sorry oooo,how wish I cud b ur sista for just dat day

Poor me, one day Sister...that's not possible @Estijaz; IF WISHES were HORSES... Just got back from another ban, don't know who is doing that to me but you should at least allow some dispensation or indulgence abi?.

OluwaBhuumhite I see u, carry go.

Am supposed to have completed my storytelling but am gonna be coming up with the Sequel later this evening. @Dr.Host thanks a giga(I sometimes write for Triond.com and wattpad), Sister Estijaz am humbled, Sir. PrOton u mouthed. Ésé ò!(That means thank you in Yoruba @Estijaz).

Anyone??

An electric train is moving North at 100kph and a wind is blowing to the west at 10kph. What direction does the smoke blow?

Pr0ton:




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smartphone! Now tell me. Who has a dirty mind?

Just reprint my jamb slip...............march 16th.........reading just started now

Atakitisam:
Just reprint my jamb slip...............march 16th.........reading just started now

Mehn. Me still dey cafe oo. The stuff just no dey load. Traffic too much.

Weldone to u all.sorry 4 nt being here 4 so long time.. 'Joegbemiga' on 2go

@Sir.PrOton, My Sister for a day, Estijaz and Bro from 'noda mother @Dr.Host et al. Here is a Sequel

...Soon the cool breeze rushing into the cab made the fat old lady start dozing, sleeping beauty was still well, sleeping, Mr. Loquacious and the Driver were also having a good time. Helpless Mr. Indifferent just stared on, by the way he was sharing in the lapping of the Old lady's hand-bag/ travelling bag I can't decipher. Really it was a big bag and she kept using it to hit poor Mr. Indiffrent who gruntled and sniffed once in a while.

We kept on moving at speeds dropping and rising within the range 80km/hr and 120km/hr. 25mins later a landmark whose wordings seemed to be written with water colour welcomed us to Gambari...Almost like a village. The driver began decelerating, the fat old lady now opened her eyes looking all around suspiciously, re-adjusting her "Gele" in tandem. Mr.Loquacious fiddling with his phone, tried making some calls but gave up due to the bad network coverage.

When the Driver finally brought the old can with rubber supports whose bonnets rattled to a halt, two women who sold fish came in with their containers taken to the booth by the driver. Then they exchanged pleasantries with everyone in the bus. The old fat lady mumbled something inaudible...I knew she doesn't like them, neither did I, but I nodded. But our dear Mr.Loquacious, he quickly engaged them in a mini sit com, chuckling loudly, as the Cab began moving again. Indifferent was still indifferent and like an afterthought, I tapped sleeping beauty to ask her if this wasn't where she would wish to get off, I succeded after two taps, she just shaked her head; I got the meaning. The fish sellers brought a kind of ambience with them into the Cab.

Nevertheless, the bus already in motion again, groaning and squeaking. Everyone was now wide awake, even Sleeping beauty why? Those new characters the Driver and Mr.Loquacious all reeled with laughter all which made the Driver make mistakes while trying to dodge the numerous pot-holes which dotted the road which meandered in front of us. Trust the fat old lady, he got corresponding hisses.

The fat-old lady still butting Mr.Indifferent with her handbag, started complaining in a high sonorous voice to the driver about his driving skills, that the doors of his vehicle are all without winders and telling the women and Mr.Loquacious to let the Driver concentrate on the road as she was seating on the Tyre...

Poor driver, obviously he wasn't a driver of Formula One how could he successfully dodge the pot-holes of varying sizes with the old jalopy itself needing alignment?. He winced and shrugged at the wheels, Mr. Loqaucious kept shut for about 10mins after which he let out a sarcastic yawn. The two ladies who sold fish both exchange knowing glances. I was grinning all along.

Soon we were staring at another Land mark which stated "Welcome to Kwara State". The driver decelerated considerably which made some young gals selling bread, bean cakes and fried cheese try exhibiting their wares. The old lady bought some cheese and bean cakes, asking the girl to give her change before giving her the money, shrieking "Dahun faa", "Hurry up". The "faa" is more like an expression like "jo"; try replacing "Faa" with "jo". Its common to Ogbomoso, Ilorin, Kwara, Osun and Ibadan towns. Mr.Loquacious just eyed the wares sold by the girls tiredly; obviously tired from vigorous chatting and laughter.

The old lady collected her change, with the women selling fish trying to see, perhaps the quantity of what the old lady bought. Now we moved closer to Ilorin bit by bit and I was already exhausted, it was about 1:20 pm in the afternoon.

horpeyemmi66:


Poor me, one day Sister...that's not possible @Estijaz; IF WISHES were HORSES... Just got back from another ban, don't know who is doing that to me but you should at least allow some dispensation or indulgence abi?.

OluwaBhuumhite I see u, carry go.

Am supposed to have completed my storytelling but am gonna be coming up with the Sequel later this evening. @Dr.Host thanks a giga(I sometimes write for Triond.com and wattpad), Sister Estijaz am humbled, Sir. PrOton u mouthed. Ésé ò!(That means thank you in Yoruba @Estijaz).

lolzzz,wat r u takin me for,if I don't know d meaning of Ese ooo den I don't know d meaning of any yoruba word na

horpeyemmi66:
@Sir.PrOton, My Sister for a day, Estijaz and Bro from 'noda mother @Dr.Host et al. Here is a Sequel

...Soon the cool breeze rushing into the cab made the fat old lady start dozing, sleeping beauty was still well, sleeping, Mr. Loquacious and the Driver were also having a good time. Helpless Mr. Indifferent just stared on, by the way he was sharing in the lapping of the Old lady's hand-bag/ travelling bag I can't decipher. Really it was a big bag and she kept using it to hit poor Mr. Indiffrent who gruntled and sniffed once in a while.

We kept on moving at speeds dropping and rising within the range 80km/hr and 120km/hr. 25mins later a landmark whose wordings seemed to be written with water colour welcomed us to Gambari...Almost like a village. The driver began decelerating, the fat old lady now opened her eyes looking all around suspiciously, re-adjusting her "Gele" in tandem. Mr.Loquacious fiddling with his phone, tried making some calls but gave up due to the bad network coverage.

When the Driver finally brought the old can with rubber supports whose bonnets rattled to a halt, two women who sold fish came in with their containers taken to the booth by the driver. Then they exchanged pleasantries with everyone in the bus. The old fat lady mumbled something inaudible...I knew she doesn't like them, neither did I, but I nodded. But our dear Mr.Loquacious, he quickly engaged them in a mini sit com, chuckling loudly, as the Cab began moving again. Indifferent was still indifferent and like an afterthought, I tapped sleeping beauty to ask her if this wasn't where she would wish to get off, I succeded after two taps, she just shaked her head; I got the meaning. The fish sellers brought a kind of ambience with them into the Cab.

Nevertheless, the bus already in motion again, groaning and squeaking. Everyone was now wide awake, even Sleeping beauty why? Those new characters the Driver and Mr.Loquacious all reeled with laughter all which made the Driver make mistakes while trying to dodge the numerous pot-holes which dotted the road which meandered in front of us. Trust the fat old lady, he got corresponding hisses.

The fat-old lady still butting Mr.Indifferent with her handbag, started complaining in a high sonorous voice to the driver about his driving skills, that the doors of his vehicle are all without winders and telling the women and Mr.Loquacious to let the Driver concentrate on the road as she was seating on the Tyre...

Poor driver, obviously he wasn't a driver of Formula One how could he successfully dodge the pot-holes of varying sizes with the old jalopy itself needing alignment?. He winced and shrugged at the wheels, Mr. Loqaucious kept shut for about 10mins after which he let out a sarcastic yawn. The two ladies who sold fish both exchange knowing glances. I was grinning all along.

Soon we were staring at another Land mark which stated "Welcome to Kwara State". The driver decelerated considerably which made some young gals selling bread, bean cakes and fried cheese try exhibiting their wares. The old lady bought some cheese and bean cakes, asking the girl to give her change before giving her the money, shrieking "Dahun faa", "Hurry up". The "faa" is more like an expression like "jo"; try replacing "Faa" with "jo". Its common to Ogbomoso, Ilorin, Kwara, Osun and Ibadan towns. Mr.Loquacious just eyed the wares sold by the girls tiredly; obviously tired from vigorous chatting and laughter.

The old lady collected her change, with the women selling fish trying to see, perhaps the quantity of what the old lady bought. Now we moved closer to Ilorin bit by bit and I was already exhausted, it was about 1:20 pm in the afternoon.

yet anoda nice write-up,kudoz

Jossy4luv1:
Weldone to u all.sorry 4 nt being here 4 so long time.. 'Joegbemiga' on 2go

Owner of thread why u disappear naw?

horpeyemmi66:
@Sir.PrOton, My Sister for a day, Estijaz and Bro from 'noda mother @Dr.Host et al. Here is a Sequel

...Soon the cool breeze rushing into the cab made the fat old lady start dozing, sleeping beauty was still well, sleeping, Mr. Loquacious and the Driver were also having a good time. Helpless Mr. Indifferent just stared on, by the way he was sharing in the lapping of the Old lady's hand-bag/ travelling bag I can't decipher. Really it was a big bag and she kept using it to hit poor Mr. Indiffrent who gruntled and sniffed once in a while.

We kept on moving at speeds dropping and rising within the range 80km/hr and 120km/hr. 25mins later a landmark whose wordings seemed to be written with water colour welcomed us to Gambari...Almost like a village. The driver began decelerating, the fat old lady now opened her eyes looking all around suspiciously, re-adjusting her "Gele" in tandem. Mr.Loquacious fiddling with his phone, tried making some calls but gave up due to the bad network coverage.

When the Driver finally brought the old can with rubber supports whose bonnets rattled to a halt, two women who sold fish came in with their containers taken to the booth by the driver. Then they exchanged pleasantries with everyone in the bus. The old fat lady mumbled something inaudible...I knew she doesn't like them, neither did I, but I nodded. But our dear Mr.Loquacious, he quickly engaged them in a mini sit com, chuckling loudly, as the Cab began moving again. Indifferent was still indifferent and like an afterthought, I tapped sleeping beauty to ask her if this wasn't where she would wish to get off, I succeded after two taps, she just shaked her head; I got the meaning. The fish sellers brought a kind of ambience with them into the Cab.

Nevertheless, the bus already in motion again, groaning and squeaking. Everyone was now wide awake, even Sleeping beauty why? Those new characters the Driver and Mr.Loquacious all reeled with laughter all which made the Driver make mistakes while trying to dodge the numerous pot-holes which dotted the road which meandered in front of us. Trust the fat old lady, he got corresponding hisses.

The fat-old lady still butting Mr.Indifferent with her handbag, started complaining in a high sonorous voice to the driver about his driving skills, that the doors of his vehicle are all without winders and telling the women and Mr.Loquacious to let the Driver concentrate on the road as she was seating on the Tyre...

Poor driver, obviously he wasn't a driver of Formula One how could he successfully dodge the pot-holes of varying sizes with the old jalopy itself needing alignment?. He winced and shrugged at the wheels, Mr. Loqaucious kept shut for about 10mins after which he let out a sarcastic yawn. The two ladies who sold fish both exchange knowing glances. I was grinning all along.

Soon we were staring at another Land mark which stated "Welcome to Kwara State". The driver decelerated considerably which made some young gals selling bread, bean cakes and fried cheese try exhibiting their wares. The old lady bought some cheese and bean cakes, asking the girl to give her change before giving her the money, shrieking "Dahun faa", "Hurry up". The "faa" is more like an expression like "jo"; try replacing "Faa" with "jo". Its common to Ogbomoso, Ilorin, Kwara, Osun and Ibadan towns. Mr.Loquacious just eyed the wares sold by the girls tiredly; obviously tired from vigorous chatting and laughter.

The old lady collected her change, with the women selling fish trying to see, perhaps the quantity of what the old lady bought. Now we moved closer to Ilorin bit by bit and I was already exhausted, it was about 1:20 pm in the afternoon.

Is this allowed here? Bros, you would have PMed it to her, rather derail and divert innocent minds from the real reason they've been following this thread.

Just collected my reprinted jamb photocard*peeping to see date and time*










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Chai!!!

estijaz:
yet anoda nice write-up,kudoz

horphe, Estijaz Aliens claiming human........ Another special relationship of story with entertainment..... U didnt tell us the part u played anyway. Guess u became lively when sleeping beauty woke from her sojourn to the land of dream.

tobillionaire:
I checked ma date with ma fone *winks*

Yeah! Done it too.

cassyrooy:
Is this allowed here? Bros, you would have PMed it to her, rather derail and divert innocent minds from the real reason they've been following this thread.

All work n no play make John a very dull boy... we certainly don't want that.. ... do we

Pr0ton:
Anyone??

An electric train is moving North at 100kph and a wind is blowing to the west at 10kph. What direction does the smoke blow?

contradicting question.

thankyouJesus:
contradicting question.

the smoke will move in opposite direction

estijaz:
yet anoda nice write-up,kudoz

Thank's ma'am. I fear you oh, sorry for underestimating you and the number of Languages you understand. Estijaz cum polyglot.

@Dr.Host, Oluwatobiloba O serious wush one be Alien, a beg o...I was the youngest in the Cab, what could I do, with the mischievious old lady in there?. The paramount part I played was letting Sleeping beauty rest her head on my bosom , being a Sister's keeper ain't a bad idea. Thank goodness she wasn't a snoring sleeping beauty. IF I HEAR!

@micynute94, thanks for the timely answer...@Cassyrooy you had better seat back and enjoy, sey nah only you waka come ni?

The going was not as funny as when returning, not as funny!. You'd get to meet Old Roger soon, who's Old Roger? Just keep up with the pace.