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Therock5555:
yes oo

Therock5555:
1. Lemme not say it now sir but I bet u, it would be fantastic

2. I don't have any girlfriend at the moment, I prefer side chicks, maybe till I fall in love

3. That's just a pix from the internet, not me sir

4. Side chicks too much na, where would I start from?

5. Apku and okro soup

6. Eh eh I don have a favourite but the good old missionary still remains a good choice

adewealth027:
Tecno4life..................ifa cash u ehn...................stop quoting d whole update joor................
D9ty7............ride on dearie

Therock5555:
1. Friday the 13th-2 would start on 1st november, am working hard towards that.

2. Season 3 of what sir?

3.The are lots of great writers on Nairaland but as for me I would gladly choose Chistar- dat dude almost gave me a heart attack with his first story

4. Why do I sin a lot? Lol, if u can show me a man without sin, then I would gladly show u that he is an angel sent from heaven for a purpose

Emmykul4love:
my dear no mind those two..........go ahead and drink........if the 1 given to you is not enough pls kindly come to me for more coz i have the cash with me here.............garri ijebu still remain oooo and two dried fish plus three bottles of orijin....................tecno where my order since morning........i told you to give 3 1759 and 1 alomo........

Vibra:
a bottle of water will do..but do you have isi-ewu,I can manage two plate of that one

Therock5555:
1.My inspiration for Friday the 13th were from Horror movies, my favourites. Actually a thread one certain time about the ills of friday the 13th made me do research on it and I found it interesting, coupled with a movie which beared the same heading with my story though the story lines are quite different

2. My biggest fear is losing my love ones and been broke

3. No am not marry, maybe till like 10years time.

4.My favourite self authored story was 'The Preacher's son' over 250pages and was still counting before the hurricane struck nairaland

adeh39:
Lolzzz, 3 bottles of orijin is small nau,I just wnt 2 manage it sef, wat if I order 10 bottles?

D9ty7:
@Adeh39: You wan drink yourself to stupour? 3 bottles of orijin? You sabi drink o.
I doff my hat for ya. lol

adeh39:
I thought it's free nau, shebi we dey celebrate Labaski birthday na.

adeh39:
Waiter!!!, pls I need 3 chilled bottles of ORIJIN nd Fried chicken.

D9ty7:
Give me a bottle of Bacardi and mix it with ice.
@ the bolded, [size=24]ENDORSED.[/size]

D9ty7:
THIS UPDATE IS
DEDICATED TO LABASKI ON HER BIRTHDAY. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU
MA'AM.
--continuation--
Inside the police headquarters:
Sergeant Mike and Sergeant Habeeb were both seated on the two chairs
opposite Darasimi's chair.
"You told us, Deoye paid you fifteen thousand naira to get Chioma
out of the hiding which you did. But now we can't find him. What's going
on? On getting to his hostel, the occupants said, there is nobody with
the name Deoye." Mike asked.
"I know its hard to believe but I have evidences with me." Darasimi
replied.
"For the past one week, you claimed to be having evidences. Every
new day comes with at least an evidence. Do you think you can play
pranks on us by tricking us day in day out? Or is it because you are
allowed the freedom to go home and report here everyday?" Mike asked
angrily.
"Its not as if playing pranks on you will guarantee my release.
Moreso, it is unheard of to say I killed my friends. We've been together
for many years, we've been through a lot. Why will I want them dead?"
She asked rhetorically.
"The only thing that I know can cause quarrel between us is the issue
of boyfriends and for two years now, none of them know I have a
boyfriend. They all though I am single. I can't think of hurting them,
not to talk of getting them killed." She said tearfully.
"Am less concerned. Where is the evidence?" Habeeb asked.
"She picked up her phone and scrolled to the message inbox. There, they saw a message she recieved from Deoye the night, Chioma was killed.
"He sent this message just when we alighted from Stephanie's car. And I told her about the proposed meeting. Just when I dialled his number to ask of his whearabout, I heard the gunshot." She explained.
"This doesn't lead us to anywhere. He sent you a message demanding for your presence, you made to call him and you heard the gunshot. It may all be coincidence." Habeeb replied.
"You are right but in a situation like this, we have to act and forget about coincidence or anything."

Emmykul4love:
i dot need to tell you wat my order is,you should have known

labaski:
tecno4life, pls take d oda of everyone on d thread and deliver to dem as soon as possible..

IT'S MY BIRTHDAY..

Vibra:
waiter your attention is needed...am also celebrating my admission

adewealth027:
Dis tecno4life sef.................

D9ty7:
--continuation--
Barrister Benson was on the phone making a call with only God knows
who. He was visibly angry but he was trying hard to keep his anger in
check by keeping his voice low. Even though it seemed herculean.
"Look here girl, I can't because you have my pictures, then start
worshipping you. A man first called me and he requested for five million
because of this same pictures. Now you are here calling me and asking
for a sum of two million naira. Where on earth do you want me to get
that?" Benson asked angrily as he walked into the kitchen.
He turned immediately he saw his wife cooking.
"Am not disputing that. But tell me why you want to destroy my
home? You know I love my wife and issues such as this will destroy the
relationship we have struggled to build over the years. I'll pay you but
not now. I need to sort some things out first." He succumbed.
"Thank you very much." He said and hung up.
He wiped his sweaty face with an hankie and he made to return into the
bedroom he met an obstacle. His wife, Amarachi was standing with arms
akimbo.
"Oh baby." He said and made to walk away.
"Who was that?" Amarachi, Amara for short asked.
"Just some business partners." Benson replied.
"The last time I checked, Ben, you are a lawyer. Tell me, when did
you become a business man? And if you'll be sincere with me, what's the
nature of your business?" Amara asked.
"I don't mean business in that sense. I mean my client, they have a
case with the government and they want me to do it for them"
"So, if they are your clients, who is the one to pay? You or they?"
Amara asked.
"They of course and that's what we were discussing."
"With pictures? With your marriage? With your wife? Steady
realationship? Baby are you hiding something from me?" She asked.
"How do you expect me to answer these questions? They are way too
many to be answered by one person." He replied tactically.
"Tell me the truth. Who are you talking to on phone?"
"Look here woman! You are begining to dig into something that
doesn't concern you. I am a lawyer and you are not. You know nothing
about the job. So please leave me alone and let me do my job." He said
angrily.
Amara sighed.
"Fine. Anyways, am sorry."
"Whatever." Benson said and made to walk out of the living room.
"Your food is ready." She announced.
"Take it to the dogs." He replied and walked out of the living
room.
++++++++++++++++++++++++++
Chief Patrick walked into the hospital just in time when Kelvin drove
into the premises. Everywhere became dead silent and no one moved about
immediately Chief Patrick walked in. The director of the hospital
descended from the top floor to welcome the top politician.
"You are welcome sir." The DG(director general) said.
"Where is my son?" Chief Patrick asked.
Just then the door reopened and Kelvin walked into the reception.
"Dad, what really is the matter?" He asked.
"Hold it son. Don't ask questions." Chief Patrick replied.
The DG led father and son out of the reception into the ward where
Clement was being treated. The ward is a typical example of what could
be described as a royal ward or executive ward.
He was sleeping by the time they entered and a young policewoman sat
on the chair by his bedside.
"Welcome sirs." She said greeting the three men.
"Yeah thank you Miss Ngozi." The doctor replied.
"Was she the one who brought him here?" Kelvin asked.
"No, but she called his line exactly when he was brough in. Some
men of the LASTMA brought him in." The doctor replied.
"For how long will he be here?" Chief Patrick asked.
"He'll be discharged as soon as possible, maybe tomorrow. All he
need to do is come here occassionally for check up. You know to
ascertain how his wonds heal." The DG replied.
"Okay. Kelvin, am off." Chief Patrick announced.
"Okay daddy." Kelvin replied.
Chief Obi Patrick walked out of the ward with the Director General, leaving a handsome Kelvin with a pretty Ngozi and a cute sleeping Clement in the ward.
"Kelvin is my name." He said stretching his hand.
"Ngozi." She replied taking his hand.
"So, you are a cop?" He asked.
"Yes, any problem with that?"
"No, not at all. You see, am just suprised that there are beautiful ladies in the force." Kelvin replied smiling. He knew her type. Always playing hard to get.
She kept quiet and focused on her phone.
"You are beautiful you know?" He said.
She raised up her head and smiled. The kind of smile that could make one shiver in fear.
"I've known that since I was eight." She replied shocking him.

--to be continued--

D9ty7:
Tecno baba. No wahala, all those comments you've dropped in the past is enough for the rest of the year. lol

D9ty7:
Tecno baba. No wahala, all those comments you've dropped in the past is enough for the rest of the year. lol