₦airaland Forum

barallanee:
Gals d compete who worwor pass

BluntBoy:
It is OK, my sweetheart Nothing bad about serving God but one ought to serve God the right way, if not, it would be a waste.

BluntBoy:

dingbang:
even if I come inside you... U go surgi

dingbang:
ur bragging na on a joking levels..

makydebbie:
Ah! This thing you typed here is for fools in love, hit me and see how I'll use scissors on your balls.

BluntBoy:


Never again, sweetheart. There is no how I am becoming a pastor again except the Church returns to its Apostolic foundation. Until the Church becomes one again, united under the leadership of Christ, the True Shepherd and General Overseer, I will remain me. I will not worship, let alone, pastor a Church established by a mere man like myself. I refuse to serve under a false teacher(s).

BluntBoy:
I would rather run to hell than become a pastor in one of the false churches we have in Nigeria.

dingbang:
dem too dey brag...

BluntBoy:
You are not serious

dingbang:
taaaa... Na gate man job

BluntBoy:
I was once a pastor You can read my diary. I haven't updated it in a long time but I will get the time one day.

BluntBoy:
Church kwa I will rather go to hell.

However, I might go because I love you. But, that would be probably on my wedding day.

BluntBoy:
Church? I don't go to church. What church do you attend?

BluntBoy:
I know you love me. Don't lie.
How are you?

BluntBoy:
Women!!! You are jealous that I had a crush on a girl
Don't worry, it was in the past.

dingbang:
lol u haven't even asked me what kind of job I will give to the covenant graduate

BluntBoy:
Imagine such nonsense. And if you go and check her very well, you will see that her parents may not even own a car.

Reminds me of one Janet back in the university. I had a crush on her. We exchanged numbers only for me to hear that she saved my number as Jalopy because I drove a Mercedes Benz 200 while I was in school. This girl even once dragged me in front of her friends calling my car jalopy and me a poor man. Before we graduated, her father fell seriously ill and it was during that time that we knew that her father did not even own a car and that her mother hawks pepper. And such a person had the mind to be condescending.

millhouse:
I swear ladies can be nasty especially the broke ass ones trying to do catchup. On a beautiful morning I drove down to a hotel in my neighborhood to pick up a friend who just came into town & passed the night in a hotel logde.

He had called me the previous night requesting that I meet him up by 11am so we could head out together for the day's business. On getting there , I called my buddy that am at the parking lot and he should come down so we could take off.

He responded that he ain't ready requesting I come up to his room to chill a bit..I was listening to a radio program so I said I rather wait in my vehicle which he obliged.

Few minutes later,Can you imagine one half dressed Lady just walked out the hotel lobby (obviously a runs babe) opened my back seat door ,sat in the owner's corner, slammed the door and said in a rude tone "Oga ! start your engine & and put on the a.c, am I'm in a hurry and I don't like heat pls" .

In a shock tune I responded "please who are you?" And she was like "oga uber let's go naaw..haba" ,still staring at her she said " are you not the uber guy",? I just shook my head in despair with a blunt NO answer , she responded with an 'oh sorry' ,stepped out from vehicle to scan the car park when she saw another corolla (obviously she mistook mine for the uber she requested) which she walked over to...I just sat and taught to myself.

Is this what these drivers pass through? Because customers are always right doesnt mean you talk to drivers in a condescending manner.

dingbang:
I will employ a covenant university graduate soon. They are very good as employees only

RandyLewis:
it is an abomination for anything Igbo to marry anything Yoruba which dirty luck does she has I dare not carry anything Yoruba to my parents back home if I want peace of mind we Igbos no longer have a sense of self preservation

Criis:
Who asked you?