Friends, I've been doing a lot of research on this problem, and I've found out Ebola's weakness. As it spreads, it becomes more and more dilute due to its inefficient reproductive capabilities. Eventually it will spread itself too thin and become harmless.

I recommend victims spread it to other people- about 19 should do. This will weaken the individual cases and will build up an immunity to it. I reckon if we get as many people as possible to catch it we could make ourselves immune to ebola entirely.

Of course foreign pharmaceutical companies don't say this. They are just trying to sell fake medicines which will make the Ebola strain more resistant. Thus, needing stronger and more expensive medicine, which have often not been tested yet (see picture).

So, spread the word! FYN

You need no treatment for Ebola. Doctors will most likely give you fake medicine that will make the virus resistant against further treatment. It's a common trick of pharmaceutical companies to sell fake medicine in order to sell a more expensive medicine afterwards.

Best thing to do is to fast and drink plenty water mixed with salt and Awun bark. Nigerian herbal medicine is the best!

The devil's worshipper chant:

Last came Ebola-Chan: she rode
On a white horse, drenched with blood;
She was pale even to the lips,
Like Death in the Apocalypse.

And she wore a Queenly crown;
And in her grasp a sceptre shone;
On her brow this mark I saw -
'I AM GOD, AND QUEEN, AND LAW!'

With a pace stately and fast,
Over African land she passed,
Trampling to a mire of blood
The dark-skinned multitude.

And a mighty troop around,
With their trampling shook the ground,
Waving each a bloody sword,
For the service of their Lord.

And with glorious triumph, they
Rode through Africa proud and gay,
Drunk as with intoxication
Of the wine of desolation.

O'er fields and towns, from sea to sea,
Passed the Pageant swift and free,
Tearing up, and trampling down;
Till they came to Capetown.

And each dweller, panic-stricken,
Felt his heart with terror sicken
Hearing the tempestuous cry
Of the triumph of Ebola-Chan.

For with pomp to meet her came,
Clothed in arms like blood and flame,
The shitposters, who did scream
'Thou art God, and Law, and Queen.

'We have waited, weak and lone
For thy coming, Mighty One!
Our backlogs are empty, our basements are cold,
Give us glory, and blood, and gold.'

Just saying...

They don't hesitate to sacrifice their pets in order to hurt us. I found this picture from a video posted on a hidden page of 4chan. A crazy guy slaughtered his cat Mizzi to the glory of Ebola-Chan!!!

Plenty madmen cheered to him. Ebola-Chan, Ebola-Chan, Ebola-Chan!

Better get some ewu ready! I must protect myself from those scrap people.