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Throwback:
So sad.

May his soul rest in peace.

He lost Bimbo Odukoya to the Sosoliso Air Crash, He also lost his Zimbabwean wife that he married after Bimbo.

Jimi Odukoya has lost his dad.

May God comfort the family.

ChildOfDoom:
While celebrating my stopping of gambling, I ventured into another addiction, visiting brothel

Thrice a week. Despite catching infection on some occasions, and promising to stop. I can't

I just bleeped raw and sucked breast of Olosho. If not that she stopped me, I for kiss am

BornofGod108:
WHAAT? HAVE YOU STUDIED YOUR BIBLE WELL? 2 COR : 7:1 SHOWS YOU ARE WRONG!

Lymetsaucer:
So guys, My boss has a tech firm which I work as a manager. he is into properties as a side hustle so am I, which he is not aware of.
Okay, recently he was making a call about a 3 bedroom which he needs for a client and I have some.
Should I tell him? Because I think I should just stick to the tech aspect of business with him. My gut is telling me it won't end well, you know how this boss behave sometimes when it's time for sharing commissions.

I need your opinion on this too maybe am over thinking the whole thing.

FaveBlogger:
It will not cost you anything to click

chatinent:
Oh, yeah, things dey happen. If you have any naval friend, intimate that person to a discussion concerning these issues. You'll be astonished.

MiddleDimension:
You are a madman! People's children die all the time! God hates those who tell lies! How did you know his marrying another wife is what brought about his son's death? So much superstition in your mind!

If there is any iota of good in you, you would have just sympathized with the family instead of saying this disgusting thing! mad men everywhere!

chatinent:
The Benue river consumes more people per year than how birds pluck fishes from the river. And unfunnily enough, a friend from Wurukum told me it only takes non-indigenes. And this rumour is lowkey popular around that North Bank side and Wurukum area after the bridge. I lost a colleague to it too, and that was when other colleagues began to narrate their loss stories too, and stories they heard.

One story that transpired that very time I was there when my colleague drowned was that some other persons went there to swim and the river came out to the bank where they were and swallowed one of them. He wasn’t even swimming! It just came at him, held him as a friend would hug his longtime friend he’s just seen, and took him beneath.


Even though I don't generally believe in superstitions, I am aware that traditional powers are still practiced nowadays. And that juju exist. But this story? “I don’t believe it.” My uncertainties were put to rest when I witnessed firsthand the community's attempt to dispel the enigma behind the unending number of fatalities by calling upon the services of a native wizard.

This indigenous wizard dove into the water and transformed into a crocodile as he swam downstream. Omo, na so  I begin go house sharp sharp. I fess check my chamber for my body if anything miss cos I no come understand the touching touching body for the crowd. I dey form rugged then but e never reach wetin I see. The next information was that he had gone to visit the river goddess and all that.  What happened? The result was that in order to stop these deaths and to pacify her, sacrifices had to be made.

Even though I lived on property that bordered the river, you can take my word for it that I never in a million years went near it to swim, fish, paddle the canoe, or even wash, regardless of how intense the pressure from my peers was.

You can call me hydrophobic. You can also call me delusional. I don't care if you brand me a coward if it has anything to do with this issue; I'll attend the cowardice coronation with pride, palm wine, a male goat, and with my overworn isi agu.✌️


Guy, your own is good. Thank God you are alive to tell the story.
My childhood friend, never made it back alive. She schooled in Kogi state university, after exams she went home and returned back to school. Apparently she and her clique of friends and their boyfriends had planned a get together. She didn't tell her widower Dad she was done with exams in school, so she was allowed to go back.

Now they went for picnic to the Benue river, and that was where they all died. This was broadcast even by the news media years ago, I can't remember the year now again.

But you see, when I listened to the news I remember making snide remarks "who goes to venue river to swim or have picnic"?


Then in 2009, I was discussing with my colleagues at work about my childhood friend Titi and her family, when I mentioned her surname, my colleague looked at me, she couldn't believe I know the late Titi.

That was how I got to know she was amongst those students who drowned at the venue river years ago.

My advice has always been stay away from water. Whether you can swim or not. My hand no dey.


Anybody who calls you coward, never know anything. Things dey occur o!