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Cromcruach91:
How sad.

Back when I was a child I read about a similar case in England. It scared me, it still does.

Anytime I reverse my car, I always look out for children. Always.

Also, if every car comes equipped with gadgets like a camera that enables you to see yet behind when reversing...

A man in my church here in Ekiti has given thanks in testimony some series of time concerning his child. The same story. This man reversed and his car passed over his daughter. The daughter being a toddler lay on the ground, and he went over her without harming her, just because the girl wasn't in the way of the tyres. Funny enough, he said he saw someone from afar shouting and gesticulating when he was about driving, but he couldn't pick the words or meaning, so he ignored, only to find out that he just escaped being his own daughter's killer. What a tragedy it would have been. To me, it is carelessness sha; but humans are not always wise.

africanjarule:
Hello guys, am here again to hear from any one who has been in oman country before. I have a sister that she just collected her international passport yesterday and she choose oman as the first country to travel to and gain some exprience about traveling at least she want to spend 2 years in oman before she will plan to get Canada visa can anyone enlighten her how oman country his compare to dubai? Guys put her through thanks.

If you love your sister, better tell her to quit the journey. It is mostly nanny job, and they will treat her like a dog. If she complains,her employer may seize her travelling documents, and yu will never win against them even with their police. Another threat is the vulnerability to rape on consistent basis. In fact, the arab countries are bad news. Tell her to Run, and I say, Run again!!!

Openedheavens:
I have been to several other countries

Really? Egbon, show me the way. Help a bro in this new year

Ikemefuna44:
Give 10k, biko. I'll use it to book 10 sure odds. Bam... I'll make 100k in a day.
However, a dinner with her, no matter how romantic it may seem, will leave me poorer: financially, mentally, physically and emotionally.
Cee C ko, Sisy ni.

Lol...are you talking about lottery? Which exactly pls?

This one is strong

Lol... cant yu see that this Daura man is talking in parables...na another level of terrorism hin dey talk....WAR!

nairavsdollars:
A guy took me out on Vals day to a popular mall. After i bought everything i wanted, he now said he misplaced his wallet with his ATM cards inside. I had to drop everything i have picked and almost trekked home in annoyance

Kai....that na fatal blow ...no vex, abi yu dey take us joke?

fighal:
Get a premium automobile theme for as low as 500naira

Thanks bro

kachiz:
The year was 2013, I was on industrial training, attached to an Engineering firm in Lekki.

My lunch throughout my attachment period revolved around Gala and La-Casera, Coke or Sprite. I never dared to eat from any of the very few canteens in the site area because there was every likelihood of purging.

So this particular afternoon after our lunch break, the chief Foreman of the company kept on with stories about a certain Calabar lady that dished him his lunch. About how wonderful her cooking prowess was, he went on and on about this Calabar lady.

So because the reviews of this lady were too much, the Engineer I was working under decided that we go and check her out towards the close of work.
We left the site and trekked to the canteen at some minutes to 4 O'Clock. We checked her out and one thing led to another, plastic chairs and tables were carried out, we sat down and my superiors declared the floor open for the bottles of Beer that was now before us.
For some very uncanny reasons, for some very mysterious reasons, I went ahead to drink on an empty stomach. My breakfast that morning was tea and I skipped my usual lunch that day.

Because I was drinking on an empty belly, I got tipsy after the first bottle of Star. Then I needed to impress the people I was with, I needed to show them I could drink like a man, so I stretched out my hand and accepted the second bottle as soon as the option was made available to me.
After the first round of drinks, the foreman with us got angry at nobody and started saying stuff that he wasn't supposed to be saying on a very normal day. To be sincere, I was surprised.

How could just one bottle make him start ticking?
Who knew I was next in line to tick.

I stood up to go and urinate after I had gulped down half of the content in the second bottle and I felt what Neil Armstrong must have felt after he stepped out from his space shuttle. I was levitating.

Who took my legs?

I staggered to and returned back to my seat after doing what I had gone to do.

The Engineer smiled, I am sure he must have noticed that he was now two men short from a company of three. I refused to go another round after I finished my second bottle.

Getting drunk two hours away from home was one thing, the other part was getting home in one piece.

That's the difficult part.

The Engineer offered that I could come crash at his house if I couldn't make it home by myself.
I told him I will be fine.

How could I have agreed? There was FIFA13 at home that was waiting for my arrival. Even, my reputation was at stake.

The engineer entered a bike and off he rode towards his house. He lived not too far from the site in the Igbeafor area of Lekki.
I was now left with the chief foreman, we boarded a bike together and went towards the junction where we would board a bus.

In the midst of my drunkenness lay a fear.
The fear of crossing over the Lekki-Epe expressway.

On a daily basis, people who were in full control of their senses get knocked down on this road and here was I without my senses with someone who entered the ecstasy state before me trying to cross the road.

For a long while before this day, I had forgotten what a guardian angel meant. If guardian Angels used mobile phones, his battery would have died from my calls and text messages.

Till this day, how we walked across more than 15meters of paved asphalt and no vehicle even came as close as screeching for our sake is still a mystery to me.

This particular act of ours qualified us to get featured in an episode of "A thousand ways to die".

I parted ways with the Foreman, entered the bus that was heading straight to C.M.S park, bent down my head and slept off instantly like someone that was sedated. If the driver and the rest of the passengers had decided to change their mind and drive us to Abeokuta that night, I would have been the last person to revolt after we must have reached the destination.

If you've ever been to C.M.S Park, you'll notice that there is a portion of the wall that has "DO NOT URINATE HERE" written in almost all the languages of the world. Motherfvckers even had it engraved in Braille.

You will have to be a dead person for you to disobey this warning.

I have witnessed twice what happens to the unlucky people who decided to go that wall to urinate.
The first was a nice looking guy that was dressed on suit, he was still doing his thing when this huge Ape looking, Macho, like man dragged him away from behind. Even the Jews during WW2 were never dragged like that in their concentration camps.

It wasn't the embarrassment that was the issue, I am sure the Ape-like man must have forcefully taken away some of the other man’s prized possessions.
The second was an old man who could pass as my grandfather. After he pleaded and pleaded to the Ape-like guy that the last money on him was for his transportation home, he took his watch and still collected the money.....

The green and white bus that had me in it roared to a stop as we entered Ajah park, the time now was some minutes to 8 pm. 8 pm or even 8:30 pm at C.M.S park looked 11 am in most eastern states. I came down and crossed over to C.M.S Park.

Then it happened........

My bladder beeped...

I needed to Pee!

I needed to urinate.

My next ride was from C.M.S to Aguda Surulere through Eko bridge axis, because of the free nature of the traffic system of Lagos, a journey of less than 30mins will be clocking around 2hours. But I needed to pee and my only option was on that "wall".

I had 700naira with me. One 200naira note and one 500naira note. I separated the money. #200 for my ride home and #500 in the case the universe decided to turn the tides against me.

The kind of morale I had at this moment would have been able to make me stop bullets if someone tried shooting at me.

I walked towards the wall and stopped some inches away from where all the warning was boldly written. I unzipped my Jeans, brought out my other self and released the chains that were keeping me in bondage. Upon all the morale I claimed I had, I expected someone to come from behind and slap the two bottles of beer out of my head.

I finished urinating, zipped up and turned around. Nothing happened. So I quietly walked to the bus, paid, sat down and slept off immediately. I didn’t know when the bus got filled up or even when it drove off from the park, the vehicle passed my bus-stop and took me to the last bus-stop which was Kpako-Aguda.

Bikes charge as much 100naira from this place but who enters bike when he still has a leg?

The conductor had to shout before I woke up, I was the only left inside. He asked me if I wanted to sleep in his bus.

Immediately I stepped down, all the contents in my stomach surged up immediately towards my mouth. They wanted to be free and so I allowed them. I opened my mouth and damaged the surrounding ground with my internally generated waste. I felt better and walked gradually back home to like a ghost that was looking for someone to possess.

After what seem an d like eternity, I found the house. Opened the gate, climbed upstairs and fell down on the bed.

No one knew what transpired and why I didn't bother to ask for night food that day.

It was after some days that I narrated to them my story.

...The End.

Funny cool story... Go dey write book o.

PS: next time you will think twice before getting drunk.

BiafranBushBoy:
Seriously? So how will I renew it when it expires?

Or you want to use a Nulled theme after 6 months? Haba na.

It is ok, I will think about it.

BiafranBushBoy:
A one time off fee of 5k.

You can google "Adsense Theme"

It is the second best in terms of monetization. Fucking expensive, but I make much from it to cover the expenses.

Release it for free unto me thy brother and thou shalt receive a prophet's reward. In due time thou shalt be filled with corn and wine, and be blessed with milk and honey with the blessings of the Lord thy God multiplied upon thee.

BiafranBushBoy:
I have a premium theme. I will do all the renewals, but you will pay me to have it.

I renew for $40 yearly, so it is a premium theme with good Adsense earnings.

How much would you like me to pay thee?

BiafranBushBoy:
Remove those popups. Fvcking annoying.

Pls, broda, can I get a good theme from you for a automobile blog? Or do you have a good suggestion? Thanks.

AutoReportNG:
Hello Bro,

Thanks for your compliments, I am the admin/webmaster, and yes you can get the theme online, I cant remember its name again, I will PM you if I still got the script on my system

Bros, you are yet to get back to me. I want to start a blog on automobiles, and I need a very good theme; if you can help me get one, I will be grateful, or if you have a good suggestion, pls. let me know. Thanks.

Harmored:
Dem carry me go chicken republic..... Buy plenty chicken for me and ice cream

lol....I see, dem carry yu go Barracks...unleash slaps and cobocco plus frog jump on yu

Iyaomolere4:
it was 2013,i just gained admission,I laminated my timetable

lol... new admission tin stil dey shack you. Good student

Harmored:
The day my Okada man went to jam unknown hilux, the people inside where dressed like army and because I was on bike which I know hilux cannot catch us, I was like Waka thurndah fire you to the soldiers. So my Okada man speed off, I was on my way to pick my car at the mechanic. Not knowing even the army men where going to the mechanic. That's was how they saw me. I WAS LIKE

Lol....wetin come happn?

lonelydora:
Why won't Trump call us 'shi.thole' country?

Reminds me years ago back in UNN when we had a similar strike, and i was foolishly taking 20 litres keg of water every morning and evening (for 1 week) on a bike to Nneka at Aja Nwachukwu Hall. Omo, person don mu.mu for dis life shaa.

Lol... wetin come happen between you two last last

kennygee:
When e hit, I go tell u as I do am.

Good... promise is a debt, before I begin see you dey flaunt one Venza and I holla you and you no want answer again

Rainmania:
I agree the government needs to provide young minds enabling environment to thrive, but my dear some people are just too lazy they want free money gotten from deception and fraud. I have a friend that is still in Ghana very big boy no doubt but do you know he was offered a job in a government agency with salary and allowances more than 250k a month, he rejected and says he can make that in two days doing yahoo. Now if he is caught will he still say there was no job for him and that's why he was pushed into crime?

Agreed some don't even have such opportunity that was presented to my friend...but these days the majority don't believe in humble beginnings again. Everybody wants to get to the finish line without running the race, without stumbling, getting back up and forging ahead.

And I'm not trying to be on my high horse sounding all morally upright and all. But i have been there and I know sooner or later you get paid back in your own coin. Even till now I get tempted to derail sometimes when every one around you is all about the money no matter how or where its coming from.

Keep working smart and may God make it easy on all of us.

Bros... do you know the connection that gave him that 250k job. I no mind am o. You fit help me get am through the big boy sef. I will accept gladly. I'm serious Thanks.

kennygee:
I've been pursuing money o. How have u been.

Hahahaha... you really cracked me up. Ja mi si na.... me too want money o... Ayam seriously serious
I'm not that fyn because I want money

kennygee:
This doesn't make sense na.

Baby, where have you been?

Naijaphobia:
It may sound absurd but it actually happened to me severally while I was managing about 20 ATMs in a particular region. Cash would be confirmed, double confirmed before loading only to discovered shortages from unloaded cash with in the ATM vault despite dual control. It stopped after I went spiritual about it and was asked to remove a particular lady from the team, and ensure she mustn't touch cash designated for load but with stern warning not to accuse her... My people, I paid loads of gbese just to cover up before auditing thanks to my frequent reconciliation.

Its real oh!

Seriously? where did this happen?

martyns303:
I shouldn't have to bring this here, but I have exhausted other options.

mid last year I had to make an interstate journey and the only means available was by road.

Bro.... you try, you don do your own... no mind all these people insulting you. People and minds are not created the same way. We all learn lessons.

PS: I see you be sure man. I'm interested to know about your business. I would like you to PM me. no vex

influenz:
Correct Igbo boy .

Meanwhile, please and please. Go and collect your PVC. Stop playing on the fence and start playing in the pitch

What's the process? make we send this Daura man back his village for 2019 >

donnaD:
hmmm kam nu kwa anyway tanks.

donnaD:
lmao kai see comedyooo na nija joor who u dey whine.

You fyn... not whining na... moreover that pose and chair makes you and the place exotic... rich pikin

donnaD:
lwkm na real bigmanism,u are too funny.

Abi, wen broke person see still see necessity to use hotel. Hin go pay using postpaid transaction. na joke e dey, e get money.


PS: you fyn o, na USA be dix or naija?

donnaD:
I just wonder the sence in it.Am confused too.

Na bigmanism syndrome

KingsleySmart:
It can be possible if and only if Nigeria is restructured

Meanwhile...


Op hope you've gotten your PVC ?

Bros, please what's the process of getting this PVC? Now I'm ready. That Daura tyrant must leave next year