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fergie001:
I was around 17/18 then....watching porn in the dead of the night in my room, not locked...during the days of VCD. Remember the name: "The Aphrodisiac".

I was with the two remotes incase, around 1am...she was going to ease herself, entered the room....I was trying to change the channel...didn't know I was increasing the volume.

She just looked away, sighed....and went on. Never spoke about it, I felt I betrayed her. Didn't do it again.

#InsideLife

lolxxxxx hahahaha I swear u don mad finish oooo. Where caught me was the volume

Starhearts:
Put on masquerade cloth

Egungun onibata, at yaba, Lagos, very very funny dat day

I met my mummy at oyingbo market, yaba, Lagos

Oyingbo is not in Yaba nau. I know my Ebute meta like the back of my hand abeg. Oyingbo is still far from Yaba and most of us Ebute Meta boys and girls play moving from East to West or West to East. I know even if Eegun leaves Otto or Agoro court down Kano street by Odunfa, you will still enter Oyingbo walk through the market , trek through Aapa road and back to East or Otto. This your Yaba angle is strange and unbelievable sir

Playboy3030:
Me; Stealing meat from the pot and I was chocktalize...

"Drop yours"

Watching porn on my phone

Most are stealing from pot

jacoik:
lolxxxxx hahahaha I swear u don mad finish oooo. Where caught me was the volume

Anxiety my bro...............

Coldie:
I am very good at covering my tracks.

Thanks to my perfectionist nature.

I think things through both the action the reaction the movement the everything.

Catching me is almost impossible

That's how I am tooo. But I loose guard one day sha. I's in Ss 2 or 3 (that should be around 2013-2014), I's watching porn with my Mum's phone when my dad called me. I forgot to clear the players history and close it, I just paused the video, and kept the phone on the table. Next thing I heard my mum's voice, shouting "Fos***, what's this?" That day I taught of all the possible lies I could say, but I knew none would make sense, I just kept mute, and let everything play out. Last last sha, I no chop cane, guess they both realized cane won't solve the problem.

Very interesting topic.
She caught me naked masturbating

Plot twist : She told your dad but told him not to tell you she told him.

Papanwamaikpe:
She caught me entering a brothel when I was 16. Come see beating, from the brothel to house... Then straight to our pastor for instant deliverance After every every, I begged her not to tell my dad which she agreed. That has been our little secret till today. I'll forever love you my lioness

None mine was never around except Saturdays and Sundays. She passed on when I was aged 11.

Sanchez01:
Stealing from the pot! Crazy

I think the year was 1995 or so. She had just prepared this crazy Turkey stew with Ewedu. As was her usual practice, she had already diced 'our size' and having laboured so hard that day to see the soup come alive (I grinded the pepper on a stone), she served us and I was terribly disappointed in the meat. It looked so tiny that I ate with rage that afternoon.

While eating, I was scheming on how to get even and be satisfied. She noticed how displeased I was but pretended and went about her business. When I noticed she had gone to the bathroom to bathe, I went for the soup in the wooden cupboard it was kept in, brought it down from the compartment, opened it and started looking around for a spoon but found none. I returned to the pot of soup which had massive meats everywhere in it and dipped my hand into it to take one big turkey meat.

The burn was crazy but my sheer determination to succeed made me immune to the pain. After combing for seconds I grabbed what I thought was the biggest and as I took it out, I heard a voice like God spoke to Samuel; 'take it out and you're dead'. Looked up and saw my mum stand over me with a towel on her shoulder and water dripping from her body.

I forced a smile and explained that I was washing the turkey. She was mad. Before she turned to do whatever, I bolted out of the house, but remained in the compound while I mainted over 20m distance.

I thought she'd run after me that day but she never did and that was when this cool breeze blew my way. The feeling of rage I earlier had had been replaced with regret and self pity.

Anyways, I stayed out till about 8pm from that afternoon before she invited me inside to sleep in a cool, calm tone I totally believed. How foolish.

I proceeded with caution and slept with one eyes open for about an hour before another voice called out to me to wake up. The time was around 2am at this point and there she was, standing over me again with her dreaded cane. I swallowed spit and thought 'this is it, the end of the world'.

Interestingly, she didn't beat me that night as I had hoped. Rather, I did both frog jump, and some crazy punishments till 7am that I couldn't stand to walk right in the morning. The tears and the litre of mucuos that ran from my ears, mouth and nose that day is still fresh in my heart till date.


It was my first attempt ever and I was caught in the act. It never crossed my mind to steal from her pot again.

LoL

Came back from sec school one day with my girlfriend. met no one at home. In my mind, i said Thank God 'its about 2 go down oh'. Few minutes into pre intimacy, As she was sucking my dick my mum barged in.

Sanchez01:
Stealing from the pot! Crazy

I think the year was 1995 or so. She had just prepared this crazy Turkey stew with Ewedu. As was her usual practice, she had already diced 'our size' and having laboured so hard that day to see the soup come alive (I grinded the pepper on a stone), she served us and I was terribly disappointed in the meat. It looked so tiny that I ate with rage that afternoon.

While eating, I was scheming on how to get even and be satisfied. She noticed how displeased I was but pretended and went about her business. When I noticed she had gone to the bathroom to bathe, I went for the soup in the wooden cupboard it was kept in, brought it down from the compartment, opened it and started looking around for a spoon but found none. I returned to the pot of soup which had massive meats everywhere in it and dipped my hand into it to take one big turkey meat.

The burn was crazy but my sheer determination to succeed made me immune to the pain. After combing for seconds I grabbed what I thought was the biggest and as I took it out, I heard a voice like God spoke to Samuel; 'take it out and you're dead'. Looked up and saw my mum stand over me with a towel on her shoulder and water dripping from her body.

I forced a smile and explained that I was washing the turkey. She was mad. Before she turned to do whatever, I bolted out of the house, but remained in the compound while I mainted over 20m distance.

I thought she'd run after me that day but she never did and that was when this cool breeze blew my way. The feeling of rage I earlier had had been replaced with regret and self pity.

Anyways, I stayed out till about 8pm from that afternoon before she invited me inside to sleep in a cool, calm tone I totally believed. How foolish.

I proceeded with caution and slept with one eyes open for about an hour before another voice called out to me to wake up. The time was around 2am at this point and there she was, standing over me again with her dreaded cane. I swallowed spit and thought 'this is it, the end of the world'.

Interestingly, she didn't beat me that night as I had hoped. Rather, I did both frog jump, and some crazy punishments till 7am that I couldn't stand to walk right in the morning. The tears and the litre of mucuos that ran from my ears, mouth and nose that day is still fresh in my heart till date.


It was my first attempt ever and I was caught in the act. It never crossed my mind to steal from her pot again.

lolxxxxx hahahaha I swear guy u don mad finish ooooo. See as people dey look me inside bus as if village people cast spell of madness on me. Where killed me more was where you said you want to wash the turkey. Ur own off me guy lolxxxxx

Around mid 90's, my friends and I went to steal raw groundnut from one of our neighbours (imagine )
The kind beating I chop da day ehn

smoking we3d

ehinorlive:
how bad was what was?

..

How bad what I did na... That's obviously not a good thing

Slawormir:
Damnnnnn niggarrr

She Caught me smoking weed
Na so she go report to my elder sister o
I nor send. She even report to my daddy join
Na so my daddy begin dey vex
They talk any how say me na disgrace

For my mind i nor send una
all these one when all of una just dey vex and form holier than thou so You go surprise ehnnn when my daddy dey small na so he smoke weed anyhow

Because assuming say my daddy or mummy nor taste weed when them young how come he be say when i taste weed for the very first time the thing nor do me anything instead the weed make me hungry

And the law of weed says if you taste am the first time and the weed nor shake you but make you hungry then know say your biological father don first smoke am before

lolxxxxx hahahaha that means na from belle u don spoil finish

Looking for where to do IT o.
Course: Science Laboratory Technology.
Help a brother, invade you have or you wanna employ IT student gimme a mention.
Thanks

englishmart:
She beat you for licking her cream? That was bad na. She was supposed to have Taken you to the hospital for checkup

Are you talking about African Mama or European Mama? Check up say weting? African man dey do check up?

Bishop4bella:
It happened immediately we came back from school bcoz St. Anthony Cath. High Sch don't allow student to use phone.

Mum: Dele where is ur phone?

Me: Inside my wine Ankara pocket on the hanger

Mum: Dele what this in ur pocket (condom) holding condom in her hand?

Me: as sharp guy full of lies. I replied is for broda Jide (son to our landlord)

Mum: Ur dad must see this.

Ilesa?

Sanchez01:
Stealing from the pot! Crazy

I think the year was 1995 or so. She had just prepared this crazy Turkey stew with Ewedu. As was her usual practice, she had already diced 'our size' and having laboured so hard that day to see the soup come alive (I grinded the pepper on a stone), she served us and I was terribly disappointed in the meat. It looked so tiny that I ate with rage that afternoon.

While eating, I was scheming on how to get even and be satisfied. She noticed how displeased I was but pretended and went about her business. When I noticed she had gone to the bathroom to bathe, I went for the soup in the wooden cupboard it was kept in, brought it down from the compartment, opened it and started looking around for a spoon but found none. I returned to the pot of soup which had massive meats everywhere in it and dipped my hand into it to take one big turkey meat.

The burn was crazy but my sheer determination to succeed made me immune to the pain. After combing for seconds I grabbed what I thought was the biggest and as I took it out, I heard a voice like God spoke to Samuel; 'take it out and you're dead'. Looked up and saw my mum stand over me with a towel on her shoulder and water dripping from her body.

I forced a smile and explained that I was washing the turkey. She was mad. Before she turned to do whatever, I bolted out of the house, but remained in the compound while I mainted over 20m distance.

I thought she'd run after me that day but she never did and that was when this cool breeze blew my way. The feeling of rage I earlier had had been replaced with regret and self pity.

Anyways, I stayed out till about 8pm from that afternoon before she invited me inside to sleep in a cool, calm tone I totally believed. How foolish.

I proceeded with caution and slept with one eyes open for about an hour before another voice called out to me to wake up. The time was around 2am at this point and there she was, standing over me again with her dreaded cane. I swallowed spit and thought 'this is it, the end of the world'.

Interestingly, she didn't beat me that night as I had hoped. Rather, I did both frog jump, and some crazy punishments till 7am that I couldn't stand to walk right in the morning. The tears and the litre of mucuos that ran from my ears, mouth and nose that day is still fresh in my heart till date.


It was my first attempt ever and I was caught in the act. It never crossed my mind to steal from her pot again.

Lol, African parents.
That "You're dead" is not a warning, it's a promise.

Slawormir:
Damnnnnn niggarrr

She Caught me smoking weed
Na so she go report to my elder sister o
I nor send. She even report to my daddy join
Na so my daddy begin dey vex
They talk any how say me na disgrace

For my mind i nor send una
all these one when all of una just dey vex and form holier than thou so You go surprise ehnnn when my daddy dey small na so he smoke weed anyhow

Because assuming say my daddy or mummy nor taste weed when them young how come he be say when i taste weed for the very first time the thing nor do me anything instead the weed make me hungry

And the law of weed says if you taste am the first time and the weed nor shake you but make you hungry then know say your biological father don first smoke am before

lol the weed still de worry u.

Smoking weed when I came back from church, she told no one about it... I was 18 years at that time ...
I don't do that again because of her

IDFWU:
Lol what else have you microwaved? The hair extension on your hair Don’t lie oo

Handkerchief also.

i gave mum my phone to watch nollywood movie & i forgot the next track on the playlist was pono na so i hear person scream out my name like a wild dog,at that very moment i knew my akara don done & i began dey carry sorry face,that very week i did all the house chores,even the ones them never send me i do all join just to make mum happy with me

Sanchez01:
Stealing from the pot! Crazy

I think the year was 1995 or so. She had just prepared this crazy Turkey stew with Ewedu. As was her usual practice, she had already diced 'our size' and having laboured so hard that day to see the soup come alive (I grinded the pepper on a stone), she served us and I was terribly disappointed in the meat. It looked so tiny that I ate with rage that afternoon.

While eating, I was scheming on how to get even and be satisfied. She noticed how displeased I was but pretended and went about her business. When I noticed she had gone to the bathroom to bathe, I went for the soup in the wooden cupboard it was kept in, brought it down from the compartment, opened it and started looking around for a spoon but found none. I returned to the pot of soup which had massive meats everywhere in it and dipped my hand into it to take one big turkey meat.

The burn was crazy but my sheer determination to succeed made me immune to the pain. After combing for seconds I grabbed what I thought was the biggest and as I took it out, I heard a voice like God spoke to Samuel; 'take it out and you're dead'. Looked up and saw my mum stand over me with a towel on her shoulder and water dripping from her body.

I forced a smile and explained that I was washing the turkey. She was mad. Before she turned to do whatever, I bolted out of the house, but remained in the compound while I mainted over 20m distance.

I thought she'd run after me that day but she never did and that was when this cool breeze blew my way. The feeling of rage I earlier had had been replaced with regret and self pity.

Anyways, I stayed out till about 8pm from that afternoon before she invited me inside to sleep in a cool, calm tone I totally believed. How foolish.

I proceeded with caution and slept with one eyes open for about an hour before another voice called out to me to wake up. The time was around 2am at this point and there she was, standing over me again with her dreaded cane. I swallowed spit and thought 'this is it, the end of the world'.

Interestingly, she didn't beat me that night as I had hoped. Rather, I did both frog jump, and some crazy punishments till 7am that I couldn't stand to walk right in the morning. The tears and the litre of mucuos that ran from my ears, mouth and nose that day is still fresh in my heart till date.


It was my first attempt ever and I was caught in the act. It never crossed my mind to steal from her pot again.

lol, just reminded me of the Same thing that happened to me when I was small. After eating I was not satisfied so I went to pick a meat from the pot. Immediately I took it out, there she was standing looking at me disgusted, no flogging cos it was a Sunday morning but mehn I was used as example in her Sunday school class. She was like learn to be contented with what your parents give you. But I believe after that incident I hardly take what does not belong to me.

Effico5real:
lol, just reminded me of the Same thing that happened to me when I was small. After eating I was not satisfied so I went to pick a meat from the pot. Immediately I took it out, there she was standing looking at me disgusted, no flogging cos it was a Sunday morning but mehn I was used as example in her Sunday school class. She was like learn to be contented with what your parents give you. But I believe after that incident I hardly take what does not belong to me.

The emboldened is crazy hilarious!

Watching raw mapouka.

Papanwamaikpe:
She caught me entering a brothel when I was 16. Come see beating, from the brothel to house... Then straight to our pastor for instant deliverance After every every, I begged her not to tell my dad which she agreed. That has been our little secret till today. I'll forever love you my lioness

Just wondering why she was there too...





And, you know... Why that "little secret" still stands?

Old text deleted .. someone cannot come and blackmail me

laosy:
Must you comment?

Akpa amu. Are u jealous that I had sex before you or my brat me for engaging in something bad?


What is your problem or do I look like buhari to u?


Ishilove come carry your alternate moniker out of my mention