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Chrisbenogor...you are on point!
Tell it the way it is, not the way you want it to be.

Make all of una calm down jare. This is a two-way thing. A quiet person may actually be seen as a 'deep' person...or a dumb a.s.s.

So far, in all truth, Melvin has not convinced me that he is a serious competitor in this game...though many think he is...even Feza.

because if he goes against someone like Nando, I can't confidently say he would come out unscratched.

I would rather put my money on Beverly for now. Melvin is okay...but he isnt extra- anything in the house......FOR NOW.

Tgirl4real: Naaa...

That is wickedness. The baby can choke on the pillow.

We have discussed this before.

But it wasn't done with the intention of choking the baby with the pillow. It isn't wickedness at all....it may just not be fair from your perspective but this is innovation!!

Pipsland78: That's my school. Greatest Nottinghamite!

*Yimu* What's wrong with this OWO POLY student shouting to high heavens?

Congrats to Dua. More discoveries to come...

So, is Hakeem happy now? Make e leave my Dillish alone o.

Annabel did a nice thing sha. Lets now see all the HaCleo relatnship....mschewww!!!! I hope Nando sees dat Selly is coming oh...so no dulling

Smh @ Hakeem.

Am hapi for DH. Annabel pls take hakeem to ruby haus. Tnx.

Is 'fiki-faka' an animated japanese character? I want to know pls. I am ignorant.















_{But villageboi don spoil well well oh...see d various names he is calling bedmatics}

^^^^^^ E se sir.

^^^^^ Sharp geh.

VillageBoi: I did read it, no jigi-jigi inside na... if you continue shooting people to death or giving them the wrong 'meat' to eat the whole world go extinct? So you have to add to the population with ero.tica lol

What a creative response!
















But what is jigi-jigi?

Kslib: Wetin she do?

Did you do anything before Jesus loved you?

kulyie: hehehehhe emi ke?leyin kin losi hezehiah library to read and do assignments,go to common room and watch film(keeping up with the kardashians or trace),jist with friends and go inside alumni to sleep,wetin consain me,except friday and saturday nights at new buka where me and my girlfriends will go and dance and have fun or go to confrence centre to go and swim however not with all those wild looking boys that smoke and drink like tomorrow no dey and be acting drunk.

Hmmmmmmmm.....I see.

I just like this Dillish geh....muah!!! *kisses*

Kulyie so you are an alumnus of Great Ife? Same here. GREAT IFE!
















Btw, didn't I usually see you at anglo-moz carpark by 1am on Friday nights during your part 1 dayz?

VillageBoi: Lol. I no dey house. This ERO.TICA safe for me to read where I dey?
Go look am when I reach house! Hang on a minute - is it a short or a feature?

E-R-O-T-I-C-A


Abeg, villageboi....also read my own version of er.otica I wrote for your broda- speedyboi.


_{villageboi must be eroti.c today}

Emmadani: Haha,dillish dey workout.Na who dey sufa ma future wife like dis o,haha,make una no kill dillish 4 me o...C how she dey jug like ajebuta..I no fit laugh o.

Lolz Future wife indeed...for your mind.

[quote author=tpia@]abeg sharap.

you must be one of those eternal "waiting listers" with big greedy eyes roaming all over the place like golum's own.[/quote]Are you drunk? Why commenting like you are sick? Go see a doctor and stop saying nons.ense here.

Kslib: Dellish's bosoms looks pressed.. Oya melvin report to the investigation room and explain what happened..

Pls who is d new hoh for ruby?

Thank God oh. NANDO congrats but be serious now oh....kslib nd dominique...God bless u for d updates. Tnx.

[quote author=tpia@]na today?


most of these story writers must be giggling like mad when they see how people swallow their tales.

bunch of sociopaths.[/quote]And you think this is another fabricated story upon the picture and names mentioned? What kind of garbage are you spewing?

spade: At the end of the day, nobody went to that house to babysit anyone.
Infact, if na me sef, I go thoroughly enjoy the situation and secretly hope it degenerated to fisticuffs cuz the more the disqualifications, the higher my chances. Heck, it worked for Keagan last year.

What is this one saying? Maria and Dillish have been friends even before they got to BBA. So, you would watch your best friend being battered in fistcuffs just to advance your course in the game?

A lady is being engaged in kombat by a man and as a guy, you would be looking like a statue since it increases your chances in the game?

I am not here to preach morality, but common values shouldnt be lost because of a game that you may not even win. I wont stand a lady being bullied by a guy without at least coming in....in or outside BB house.

And it isnt "babysitting"....grow up.

^^^^^ Advice noted.

^^^^^^ Your post is on point. I was even expecting someone (more likely a guy), especially Nando since he was the focal point, to kinda talk to Hakeem. It was quite insensitive. Melvin would have scored a point with many viewers there if he had come in (and since he likes Dillish) but he wasnt spontaneous. Does he even have a strategy at all? na wa oo.


Beverly has impressed me thus far in the game than Melvin. Hmmmm....

^^^^ Tnx. I'm glad you like it.

speedyboi: For me? only me?.....brb to read.

lol...you said you were looking forward to my short film scripts even though I had retired ...lol...now I just came back to do few tinz just for a brother called speedyboi. Read am oh.

I can remember Dillish said in one diary session that there is a psycho (not sure thats the word she used) in the house but he (or she) is trying to conceal his (or her traits) because of Africa.

I may be wrong but I would go with Hakeem as the answer to that riddle...at least for now.

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EYE FOR EYE


BY


OLUSOLA OLADESU















…sweet when done, but leaves a bitter taste…

INT. THICK FOREST- DAY

FADE IN

A dark-complexioned man in his late 40s, wearing a hat on his palm kernel-shaped head along with a dirty, worn-out shirt and roughened trouser, is holding a rifle and looking out for game amidst thick trees and green shrubs.

(He hears the sound of an animal running by and quickly turns, tiptoeing to the direction.)

EXT. FOOTBALL FIELD- DAY

On a field barren with grass, some shirtless young boys of ages 15 to 17 are playing football, sweating profusely amidst the cool weather.

(Bayo kicks the ball heavily and it goes through a projectile into the forest. He jogs towards the bushy area to pick the ball.)

INT. THICK FOREST- DAY

(Mr Odeyemi tiptoes with his rifle towards a direction and hears another sound by his right. He looks swiftly towards the direction and notices a slow movement amidst the trees and leaves. He stands very well and positions his rifle towards the direction, moving slowly towards the point. The movement becomes a little fast and he shoots!)

(He walks briskly towards the point and finds Bayo lying in a pool of blood, breathing slowly, with a ball lying beside him.)

(Shocked; he places his two hands on his head sobbing and stares at the innocent boy. He looks around and paces in confusion. He looks around again and quickly carries him on his back while holding his rifle and moves speedily towards another direction.)


INT. MR ODEYEMI’S BEDROOM- DAY

In the unkempt old-fashioned room, Bayo is lying at a corner while Mr Odeyemi searches a drawer frantically, taking furtive glances at him at short intervals. Bayo starts gasping for breath and Mr Odeyemi runs towards him carrying a bowl of concoction; Bayo stops breathing. He places his right ear on his chest and hears no heartbeat. There is a knock at the door to the house.

MR ODEYEMI
(In cracked voice) Ta niyen? [Who is that?]

A FEMALE VOICE
Emi ni oh, Iya Bayo. [It’s me oh, Iya Bayo]

INT. MR ODEYEMI’S SITTING ROOM- DAY

He walks slowly into the sitting room cleaning his red eyes and opens the door.
IYA BAYO
(With a thin smile, carrying a polybag) Good evening, sir.

MR ODEYEMI
(Forces a smile) Evening oh. It’s nice to see you, ma. Hope all is well?

IYA BAYO
May I come in?

They are both seated in the sitting room.

IYA BAYO
Iya yii nko? [What about your wife?]

MR ODEYEMI
O wa. Ko si nile. [She is fine. She isn’t at home.]Hope Baba is fine?

IYA BAYO
Of course, he is. (Brings out a dish from the polybag) He actually sent me to give you some meat since you complained to him about not getting any meat from the bush for the past four days.

MR ODEYEMI
Oh…ah…this is really nice of Baba. (Collects the dish from her and opens it to find some sweet-smelling pieces of meat) This looks very good. I am very grateful, ma.

IYA BAYO
(Smiles) It is nothing. At least, we human beings have to survive. We won’t say because we can’t find meat in the bush and start shooting people.
(She laughs while Mr Odeyemi looks perplexed but also forces a smile)

MR ODEYEMI
(Picks a meat from the dish and eats) How are the children?

IYA BAYO
They are fine.

MR ODEYEMI
Bayo nko? [What of Bayo?]

IYA BAYO
Of course, he is fine. He is even standing outside; always reluctant to come into other people’s homes. (Looks towards the door) Bayo, come inside and greet Uncle Yemi.

MR ODEYEMI
(Almost chokes on the meat) What did...did you just say?
(Bayo enters.)

MR ODEYEMI
(Shocked and swallows the meat in his mouth; pupils dilated) Bayo…

BAYO
(Prostrates) Good evening, sir. (Sits beside his mother and looks around.)

MR ODEYEMI
(Takes furtive glances at Bayo) Em…Mummy Bayo…I have to check something in my room. I’m…I’m coming back.

IYA BAYO
(Smiles) No problem, sir.

INT. MR ODEYEMI’S BEDROOM- DAY

He enters his bedroom and surprisingly sees Bayo still lying down in a corner, stone dead. He is taken aback and confused. He picks a cloth and spreads it to cover the body and leaves for the sitting room in fear.

INT. MR ODEYEMI’S SITTING ROOM- DAY

He comes back into the sitting room and alas, no one is there. The door opens and his wife enters, wearing an iro and buba, in a very sober mood.
MR ODEYEMI
(Bemused) Dear, welcome.

MRS ODEYEMI
(Softly) Thank you. (Sits down gently and sighs heavily.)

MR ODEYEMI
Em…I thought I…em…did you meet anybody on your way home?

MRS ODEYEMI
Not at all. What is it? (Notices the dish) And who brought you meat?

MR ODEYEMI
Em…my visitor…Iya Bayo…

MRS ODEYEMI
Oh, so you’ve heard what happened to her…

MR ODEYEMI
What are you talking about?

MRS ODEYEMI
Why did you then mention her name? She was hit by a red car this afternoon and died on the way to the hospital.

MR ODEYEMI
What?!

MRS ODEYEMI
(In a cracking voice) She is dead oh. Chief Okoro too was found dead in his red car some hours ago with foam coming out of his mouth. I believe he was poisoned…

MR ODEYEMI
What?! Em…em

MRS ODEYEMI
Why shouting? Do you just know all these?



MR ODEYEMI
(Thoughts going through his mind) I’ve…I’ve been at home since morning and so…I didn’t hear anything.

MRS ODEYEMI
I just pity Baba Bayo oh…ah! He lost such a wonderful woman.


MR ODEYEMI
(Grabs his stomach) Yeh! Yeh!!

MRS ODEYEMI
Ki lo seyin? [What is wrong with you?]
(He falls down amidst groans)

MRS ODEYEMI
(Anxiously) What is wrong with you? What did you eat? (He starts foaming and struggles to point to the dish.)

MRS ODEYEMI
Baba Segun, talk now! Who poisoned your food?! Who brought you food? Yeh! Mo gbe oo! Let me call for help. E gbami oo! [Help me!]
(She rushes outside the house to call on neighbours.)

EXT. MR ODEYEMI’S HOUSE- DAY

Mrs Odeyemi rushes out to call on neighbours while Bayo and his mother are standing under a tree that is a bit afar, watching with smiles on their faces.

Their countenance suddenly changes to that of a straight face. Mr Odeyemi walks out gently from his house, looking at his wife running helter-skelter. He looks forward and sights Iya Bayo and her son from afar.

Iya Bayo holds her son’s hand and they both leave for the unknown.

FADE OUT



THE END