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bukatyne:True that |
Good admonition. |
Don't know what to say. But this topic coming from a female, indicates maybe things isn't as hopeless as they seem. The moral is simple: There is a price to pay for every action. If you're ambitious whether male or female reconcile yourself to the cost. When it's all done, you wouldn't need anyone to tell you what should have been, where you lost it, what you traded for material gratification , and how it wasn't worth it. With the material gratification and wealth, the soul ended its journey unfulfilled still. |
OneManLegion:[b]OneManLegion, you lost your soul to some atheist scholars whose brains are so small, they can't say what exactly tomorrow holds for them. An African atheist--like I told you earlier when you jumped on my thread even though you haven't even finished grade 1 in atheism--is the worst of fools. A fallen vagabond, cursed by the gods of his forefathers and possessed by a legion of demons. A troubled, dark soul, cursed with uncommon ugliness, whose waist is as narrow as one of my thighs. You are a slave originally dedicated for sacrifice. Maybe that's why you hate divinity so much. The gods of your forefathers never loved you. Your uncommon ugliness befuddled them so much that there was a 3 day mourning of silence after your birth. You were the harbinger of doom, the dark child long prophesied! Banished and Forsaken by the gods, you roam the earth with vengeance like your father, Satan who gave you a legion of his evil spirits hence your moniker (OneManLegion) You manifest your uncleanliness in several ways: -You're the accuser of the brethren -The Spirit of Falsehood: fraud and deceit: Masquerading as an angel of light with your endless monikers -Pride (the chief trait of your father the devil) trying to teach what you don't know and use words you have no clue to their meaning e.g "Deign" -Defeatism: cast down, overthrown, and rejected, you hunt for victims with blood-red eyes and a dark heart full of envy. -False assumption: you never knew or understood your place. You were created for sacrificial purposes only. Now take a look at you? Does any ruler, even of the tiniest of kingdoms, come in your form? Ugly and narrow-minded. A sufferer of Cushing disease which resulted in your waist being as tiny as that of a 4 year old child? You were rejected even before your conception. You lack the brains and the looks, and you have a dark heart full of vengeance, envy and false pride. How do you hope to survive? You're an empty shell and a waste of oxygen. A toy-antichrist destined for damnation (save you repent). Of what does your neighbour gain of you? You're the unwanted ugly _ogre mummy said to avoid at all cost for all that surrounds you is darkness and despair. [/b] |
TheEnQuirer:Bwahahahahaha!!! ![]() He's even trying to recycle our jabs. Empty headed redundant! See you guys later in the day. |
Creamish:Hmmmmm! ![]() |
TheEnQuirer:Take it easy, nairaland has no ambulance service. You don't wanna leave the darkenedbaboon baboon on the floor, struggling with life! Man, you just squeezed life out of that kid! |
![]() He's there! Masked in the regalia of cowardice Hovering as a guest Licking his wounds in isolation. #Kidult Bwuuaaaaaaah! ![]() |
OneManLegion:[b] I thought about you on my way to work, as I got caught up in some mild traffic. It occurred to me, that you, the darkenedbaboon could be of some help afterall, since you have tried to no avail to be useful to yourself and community. You can help control the horrible traffic of Lagos. All you have to do is shut down your phone for once, let go of your hundreds of monikers, and think outside nairaland and scamming. Take your true place by a traffic warden (yellow fever), or LASIMA, whichever one is closer to you. Tell him: "Oga how work na"? "Na your boy for area. I say make I come help you small. You know say the sun too hot" He will be forced to help you just by one look at your sunken chin--a testament of your poverty. He looks at your eyes and he sees no hope where your next meal would be coming from. He looks at your jeans, and he realises it's only one of a pair. His heart is calibrated by pity, he suspects you could be an orphan, or a destitute who roams through the mega city in lost and confusion, unable to fit in. He gives you a spot, in the heat of the sun. And you take your place in the middle of traffic. Many passers-by drop you some change as they drive pass. Your chance to feed for the day has been boosted. But for how long? This new let of ease isn't sustainable. The hot sun is hungry of what's left of your poverty-induced undernourished skin. Your hands grow tired and feeble. The work is far heavier than the pay. The traffic warden has a cut too. The traffic jam slowly returns. It is yet another failure for you, a good-for-nothing, found-out fraudster. Where else would you go, what else will you try? There's a saying, if you can't make it in Lagos, then you're doomed. But don't lose hope yet. There's still hope. Your village calls. With a cutlass and a hoe, you can find back the dignity in labour. For once you'd have a chance to work with your own hands and learn the virtue of patience as you watch your crops grow. Then you'd realise it was all in vain when you chose the life of deceit. Postman was sent to leave a dagger stuck in your heart![/b] ![]() cc TheSonOfMark, Synzu, Lezz/Lezzlie Creamish Bumbae (come behold another of his handles) Are you all going miss this? |
DemiGoddess:Ewo!!!! I didn't mean to be lascivious or sexually provocative. I just needed to let the OP know how an all round queen and desirable the African woman is. Remember the pic of the doll he posted was a very suggestive one. So he got a a likewise reply, though somehow assuasive. My dirty talks still remain private property. ![]() |
Lezzlie:Ok. It was a foolish attempt at playing the racial card, trying to intimidate our women (the ignorant ones). And some many NL males couldn't read between the lines! |
lezz:Hmmm! Big daddy! |
Greene66:Above my reply, my heart aches for not coming early enough. [b]Lezz, where were you when opportunity beckoned to commit homicide, when some lost zombies wandered into enemy teritory? OP, On my way to the office I past over a 100 black, brown, ebony chocolate beautiful women, far more beautiful than the doll you posted up there. As for the doll, she doesnt meet my specification for the following reasons: Her nose is too long, it would be a struggle locating her lips should I engage her in a kiss. And there again, I run the risk of kissing some jawbones called lips. Her lips are too tiny to chew. Again, I find her a little too plastic. A bag of bones who would creak under my sheer weight should I mount her. I'm a hard man, I supervise heavy duty machineries. I get in gloves and get the job done should my boys need my expertise. And when I get home, I need my woman, soft and padded up, with flesh nicely distributed on all delicate zones just the way an African man wants his woman. I don't need to come home to some ass-less, bony, under-the-knife, skeletal piece of junk you call a woman. I need flesh not a bag of bones. Look, I'm black. My name is Africa, my code is Nigeria. Our women are the queen of them all. I get lost in her brown, innocent eyes She is feminine in her every stride. Her lips are soft and full; she's the greatest of kissers Her thighs are two sacred holy pillars Ample and firm, they guide me home, safely to paradise And her behind...LOL! I get lost in that great maze and I never, ever want to be found. That two mound of flesh is worth more than all the rupees of India. Get me some real African woman and to hell with that lab-rat you posted up there.[/b] |
OneManLegion:The yoke of pretence bears down on you heavily You frail thief, coloured in decay and morbidity The path to your house is an abandoned route A sequestered virulent disease Desperate to break loose Nairaland's most potent impersonator Thou first amongst fools; Who seeketh thee? You're contagious! My friends most be saved From thy evil claws. ![]() |
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Creamish:Ok. For your info that is unmistakably, over-cerified, proven, unveiled, and caught-out darkenedbaboon! You better start wising up to new monikers with an usual mastery of the forum. Just a litle observation, they are very easy to spot. HIS HANDLES ARE ENDLESS. BUT THEY ALL HAVE ONE COMMON TRAIT...THEY ARE ALL ON THE HUNT. |
Creamish:you know to whom that fake moniker belongs, don't you? |
Ibime:Great to see someone aired what I've always feared and suspected. |
Creamish: ![]() Unfortunately, I already know how most of the contenders will fare. Undoubtedly, I anticipate alot of Internet copy and paste. But for the many who take that route, they'll suffer from poor stamina and imprecision. |
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