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I believe Nigeria has a future beyond oil

Osyxcel:
Try to switch off the eye care.

switch off inadvertently mode.... That's what's causing the dark mode

Seems everyone is receiving different message from oga at the top....

Maybe oga at the top has amnesia, and can't recall the previous information he gave out all most people are just being mischievous

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What state r u

Well I wanted to ask how many passenger an okada man makes off his passenger in a day?

What they do is group contributions and the house they build is usually face me I face you... Life is a race, we are all running at our own pace

NosaJBourne:
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face front joor

turawaa:
Pls Good Day,
I just wanted to ask if a 3rd class degree is accepted to work in Federal Ministry Jobs.

Your Response is Highly welcome.

Thanks

it depends on your connection and course of study

ArmaniUhuru:
I will comment when I’m done with my wedding.

HAHHAHA where did you get this from

Mark Zuckerberg is officially an afonja....
IPOB news Daily

ifyalways:
I see you assume you know me too well. I removed the screenshot to keep his privacy away, nothing else.

Since you felt i was angry at something else, you'd do well to go the extra mile to elaborate. A simple and straight forward question of "what is the account name" is replied with Sterling bank then i should abandon what i have got to do to chase him about just to appear "fair" to you?

Its hilarious.

Yup, i posted the screenshot somewhere else few minutes ago since he decided to be silly and im reportedly "angry" with a faceless individual i dont know. The joke eh.

madam ifyalways since the guy has decided to forfeit his winning can you please pass it over to me.
Make the space no waste just like that

I didn't win anything... Just a gentle request

Wow nice thread

Ifyalways you didn't mention my own essay or nothing

Disheartening or disloyalty

LordFriar:
Woah On top all my grammar.

Lol funny.
The winners didn't write totally in a different language or did they?

That being said, I think it has to deal with creativity and the ability to stay on course when narrating.
I really hope I was part of the 10k winner but maybe the effort was not enough

jizzyfarms:
Mind you, all dogs are vigilant, but not all will protect you, watch dogs and guard dogs aint the same

I can also watch. They all better guard me sha because they can't be eating my food and be playing alone

Divay22:
They look so cute

But i don't think i can take care of a pet �

can give it a shot oo

Kittens are nice to own but all the do is eat, play sleep and distrub you. They won't guide and protect you like dogs

Interesting times ahead

NosaJBourne:
I'm not doing again

What do you gain in spamming the thread? Other persons have asked you.

You are spamming

God money is everything

I just pray I don't have a broken home. It's the most fvcked up think that can happen to a child

I had this problem too a while back... Those alert made me feel I was very poor...

People get money ooo

The only problem I have with Trump is not living up to his word.
I think the guy is OK enough to lead

Is this not the same snake I saw on the 22nd of July 2025

Reading

How I spent my holidays and my goals for 2020" .
Holidays are meant for freedom not Prisons or police cells, or is it? If am willing to share my holiday's sojourn would you walk with me? My name is Joseph and I turned twenty-something years old during this holiday. Of course, I had to celebrate my new age in a grand style but I didn't have Independence Way Anguwarimi as part of my birthday plans or locations.

Although if emergency relocation was needed for the celebration, I wouldn't mind an impromptu usage of ASO ROCK VILLA. At least which legitimate president wouldn't be happy to meet a man who shares birthday month with God's only son?

On the 17th of December I was in bed thinking about how unemployment was about running me mad, but in my moment of introspection, I got a call from a Ebuka my secondary school and Facebook friend who called to remind me of my birthday and how I should live a life like Christ(as if I ever told him I had a nack for priesthood).

The anger in me almost made me lose the grip off my well rubber-banded Nokia phone. I questioned how he knew my birthday but dude seems to like to hear his own voice as he kept talking. At a point, he asked how I was going to celebrate my birthday as a big boy and I told him point blank that I was cash strapped, and nothing special was going to happen.

We ended the call on that note only for other friends to start calling me about how Ebuka informed them that I am throwing a party! Haa! Party for what exactly, when I am broken and unemployed?

I hurriedly log on to Facebook to blast Ebuka only to get the message "guy send your account number". All my anger, frustration and eagerness to challenge him disappeared like a drop of water in a blazing furnace. Yours truly, I sent the details and 10 minutes later I got the alert of sixteen thousand Naira! My heart leaped twice. My heartbeat literally jumped like a baby kangaroo.

At that point I wanted to run to the ATM: I wore my jeans, but I wore just one leg and struggling to wear my blue trainers. I held my comb with my teeth while trying wear my shirt. Then Opened the spring door and wanted to pad lock it. God so good, It was at that moment when I got to my door I realized I was about to run mad because while being money-stuned, I threw the padlock in the dustbin.

I was so confused with the excitement that every single thing I did was synonymous to that of a Lagos criminal who caught wind of his imminent arrest and tried to escape with two clothes in a polythene bag on a Monday morning.

Then when I started regaining my sanity, it occurred to me that I didn't call Ebuka who had sent the money.

I went back inside and got the padlock after frantically searching for it, although I was still dressed in a funny manner. While walking really faster than usual, I called Ebuka to thank him. In fact, I even started my greetings with "Sir Ebuka", "boss", "my oga". Only God knows the salutations I did not praise him with. hence, my new found loyalty could not bring my innocent mind to ask Ebuka what he now does for a living.

I did not want to be seen as an ungrateful being who could not appreciate a kind gesture. A gesture that surpassed my monthly earning with one thousand while I was teaching in a primary school.

Oh! Yes! I almost forgot! if you are wondering where Independence Way Anguwarimi is located, it's in Kaduna. It hosts "Kaduna Correctional Service" if I am sugar coating it. But I'll tell you in clear terms, "prison naa prison my country people". Somebody slept there for Christmas.

I doubt there would be any other mind boggling December like that of 2019. If I had known, I would have refunded Ebuka's 16k immediately the alert came through but no, I did not. After facing a very long que of just four people at the GTBank ATM, I withdrew five thousand Naira, went and bought two plates of good hot rice and beans, well garnished with plantains and fish then topped it off with a chilling Fanta.

After eating I went and bought 8 packs of Arizona as requested by Chief Ebuka.
He made the request because he knew back in the days at Rimi College secondary school, I have always had the links to purchase whatever any seeker might need.

On the 20th of December, I spent more than four hours looking for the man that will send me to prison. Oh! I mean instead of looking for someone I could pay to bake a birthday cake for me, I was busy looking for the dealer and he must have been in the age range of 33 to 35 years old but lost on the path to self-actualization, determination and a life of positive inspiration to his kids. Deep down in me I kept hoping I don't end up like him

As I made the payment for the "arizona", I could understand the man's smile and see beyond his scar battered face psychologically to be, "Joseph, all because of Christmas you want to knock yourself out?". Only if he had known it wasn't meant for me

On the eve of 21st, birthday messages have started rolling in . I was feeling so fulfilled then Ebuka's call came through and it made me feel on top of the world. He asked that we meet at a popular beer parlor and of course I wasn't going to question his reason for choosing the beer parlor because the day was starting to feel like it's more about him or maybe we were both birthday mates.

I was so happy because I was starting to believe my friend was an angel sent to lift me up. And if you asked me, I'll say I knew there was more (money) where that came from.

Without wasting time I immediately sent the same location to some close friends on Facebook and called the few I could. But I was earnestly hoping very few would turn up. The fewer the better; You can't blame me. Just like my fellow footballers always say "over calculation makes a man". I needed to save part of the money from Ebuka to buy a small phone instead of blowing it all on beer, birthday cake and what not.

By 9:30 pm, me, Ebuka, Shola, Sulimam, Amechi, John and Musa also known as Musa the meat boy were drinking and sharing different experiences and planning the future on the basis of "when the money comes". Then I thanked Ebuka in their presence, told them he has always stood by me and how I hope to repay his kindness someday soon.

I have not finished my vote of thanks when two men walked towards our section like normal customers that patronizes the bar often. Some minutes later they came and requested "birthday boy buy something for us too now".

God knows I did not want to order the two bottles of Legend I gave them, yet after finishing my legend they came and "finished my legend" by arresting us. They said we were smoking hemp, later they said we were in possession of hemp... While driving us away the bar manager caused a scene and blocked the gate. Then they held on to just two of us, me and Ebuka.

They said we were yahoo boys and asked for our phones I gave them mine with an objection initially. The officers figured quite easily that I was seriously fighting poverty my phone was like a wounded lion heavily bandaged.

Ebuka didn't open his phone, he told them loud and clear "I am a G boy, take me to anywhere". It must have been the alcohol but they did took us to the station, from there they drove us through Rigachukwa road and took us to smell the doors of prison at Independence Way Anguwarimi. So much ironies in life, prison located at Independence.

Well on a sober note, now it's 2020 and I have set my goals. I have been praying to God to help me quit, to quit drug abuse since I don't see myself leading a good life; a life of goals, a life of happiness devoid of moving with uneducated political thugs.

Part of my 2020 goals is to find a loving wife I could share my life with too. Because what's a successful man without a woman?