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GurlFriend:
I see a bunch of threads here created by guys who see nothing good in the women folk, but if I start writing about the evils that men commit, the mods may move the thread to the literature section.

My Experience

I am pretty, well kept and groomed and at an age where although I may not be a spring chick, I am still young enough to attract attention from guys in their early 20s who have no qualms about toasting their elder sister's age mates. I have had my fair share lovers but I am currently sworn off men till such a time I recover from the trauma of my latest experience in the hands of the 'ejaculating gender.'

My now ex, let's call him Kingsley was supposed to be a godsent. He is fair, heavily bearded, handsome and a single father. He is also terrible in bed. TERRIBLE. He doesn't last more than 4 minutes, and once he reaches the four minutes mark, he spurts his disgusting seed into the condom and goes limp for the rest of the time with him. Even if I squeeze and massage his small member like bitter leave, he will remain limp like golden penny noodles.

That did not stop me from giving two years of my life to him because I genuinely loved him and felt I could cope with the terrible sex; man shall not live by nacks alone. I had met his family, he had met mine, we were literally 5 and 6. We fixed the wedding for January 8 next year. I'm looking at the stupid IV as I'm typing this.

So we closed for the year at my work place on December 24th and I decided to spend the evening with him. We had agreed that no more nights over till the wedding since it was barely a month away, so we might as well start living right before God. None the less, I had closed by 2pm, I didn't look forward to spending the whole evening in my hot apartment alone so I, against better judgement went to his place and let myself in. His line of work doesn't give him the luxury of closing early like me, so the apartment was also empty but he has a generator and AC.

I settled in, began watching movies on his laptop. I don't know the devil that pushed me to leave the film I was watching to start snooping through his files. In my two years of dating I have never gone through his phone or PC because if you cherish your peace of mind, never snoop through your partner's devices otherwise you will see things. What you are looking for, you will find it.

He has this folder in his laptop called 'Don Quixote.exe' which I see all the time. I asked him what it was some time back and he casually said they are program files and if I mess with them, I will disorganize his laptop. The same devil I had earlier mentioned pushed me to open Don Quixote, and behold, what did I see?

Gay porn. Man nacking man. Woman nacking woman. My fiance is gay, I think. Or bi-sexual. I don't know. My hands are shaking again.

I'm so hurt. Photos upon photos of homosexual and lesbian contents. But this is not where the story ends.

After the initial shock of these disgusting photos, I was confused, shocked, disappointed. I quickly shut down the laptop, prepared dinner (Indomie) and cried myself to sleep on the bed because I'm a very emotional person. I took Lexotan so I could sleep.

Around 10, I think, Kingley came back. He didn't know I was in the house because I left the lights off. He, however didn't come back alone. He came back with a guest. A male guest. I know this dude is his lover because I know him from the office and I have always been suspicious of his sexuality. What kind of masculine man wears purple skinny jeans and wiggles his bum when he thinks no one is watching? I also saw a TikTok video of this guy dancing, wiggling his bum and twirling his dreadlocks?

That is the colleague Kingley brought home by 10 in the night.

Anyway, Kingley walked into the bedroom, saw me and the guilt written all over his face made me ask him who was in the parlour with him after hearing another male voice. When he couldn't give a coherent answer, I went to the parlour and saw Uncle Purple Skinny jeans. Now added to the gay porn I discovered in his laptop, you will not blame me for having a meltdown. I yelled, screamed, cussed, threw his ring into the toilet and flushed it. I ordered Uber to my parents house that night and spent 25th chopping breakfast with tears.

Two years, with a bi-sexual man. Or maybe he is gay himself. I don't know. He has been begging me not to expose him to his family, but it's too late. I have told my family and they intend to formally let his family know that their daughter cannot marry a 'confused' man, as my father says.

What do men want?! Two years of my life, plus all the wedding expenses, gone down the drain. I am so heart broken and humiliated.

I don't want to say men are scum because I have a wonderful father and loving brothers, so I will leave it. I'm done with men.

See all the stuffs u write up here to move me but i have a question for you o.......So you girls enjoyed sex than the ejaculating gender as u mentioned to the extent it got u turn off each time he lasted 4mins on bed......Later una fellow hole go dey clam child of God towards sex bt na una girls like the tin pass.....Now back to ur Topic.

you were jst abt to get married to a damm gay boy...you shouldn't cry bt feel rexal bcus if it were to be the other way round (after marraige), u for hear am o.......Sorry though.....PEACE

2022 comes...u go see them with 35 prophetic vision.....na so so dem full everywhere.

pastor don go preach say people wey dey listen to Zazu go enter hell....wetin u expect

Ur girlfriend wan enter the guy house....house of Zazu.

NovesaTillie:
Good morning and merry Christmas everyone.

Please I'm in dilemma and really need some good advice.
This guy and I have been on this relationship thing for 5 months now with occasional misunderstandings here and there. The first one was because he visited me and refused to go after the time he said he would leave, when he finally left I got back home from work only for the security to call me that I have a visitor at the main gate and behold it was him.
I allowed him stay the night because he's a nice guy, really good in bed and also helps in the house to do stuff like wash the dishes and cooking.

Fast forward to December 15th we agreed he comes over and we spend the Christmas at my place then go to his place from 27th so we can enjoy the new year there. As we agreed, he came to my place on 17th of December and has not made any moves to leave or for us to go to his place. I am moved to create this thread because I got home from work yesterday and noticed more of his things have been arranged in the wardrobe with his shoes arranged by the front door..

Please how do I address this? I can't go on like this. He eats a lot. Snores also.
Is relationship not supposed to be the other way around why is he moving into my apartment like I'm going to marry him
We both stay in Abuja.

Mods please kindly move to Frontpage.

u don marry handicap.

AGurlnoname:
Lol... Is it only men that have problems here? Everytime my wife this, my girlfriend that, my sister that. Oga you're a lazy man for you to come online to say such things about your wife. Go and hustle more and stop complaining about your poor wife.

Mod: keep quoting me guys, lol. Check the validity of this story, all is cock and bull story for clickbits, another thread to say vile things about women again. This same handler loves degrading and body shame women but well is a platform, everyone can say shiii.

Lmao.... Nairaland men are so emotional , see quotes abeg

Me i no kuku knw why God create una put for dis world.....he create una say make u people show us love bt instead una dis baby toy wan send us packing.....God go judge una.

Alex report no dy rest ni...nawa o

Na so so motivational speakers full this NL

Na the kind write up we wan dey read for year 2022 bdis o...no be all dos cook up stories.
Mean while, the most funny part was wen the pilot announced to go bk for a fuel refue.

mtcheew, this op is day dreaming.....30k each, two girls amouted to 60k.
Now how much do u make in a month?......Abeg na person wey get time go complete the rest fah.

fowl don consume everytin.....e no go beta 4 bubu at all, fowl of 2k come be 7k nd u say xmas go stew..mtcheew

what got me laughing the most was the insane one with the comment ''delete and i will keep supporting you''.......abeg na who supporter help.

wahala for dead body....if dead body never see wahala then the wahala is not real but audio.

Idowu116:
Hello Everyone,am new here and I see the way people share opinion about what they are going through in life so I decided to share mine too.

This is a little bit long please bear with me.
Am a 22 year old undergraduate.I finished my secondary School in 2017 but couldn't further my education because my parents (father particularly) are financially down.

I didn't even attend my graduation party party because my dad refused to get me the clothes we chose to wear in my class.

So out of shame,I didn't attend the party and I haven't even collect my certificate and testimonial till today.

Later in November that year (finished school in September),I decided to start looking for a menial job so a friend helped me with work at a particular market in Lagos, where I wash shoe for shoe sellers.

I did this till 2020 in March before the Corona virus issue started.

So around December I resumed the work again till early April, this year.

A friend of my mom helped me get a job at a bank,to work as a cleaner.

All this while, my dad and mom had a serious fight and my dad stopped living with us.

My father is a stubborn and who fornicates and my mom is not happy with it.

So luckily,I got the job and I started working that same month, paid 25k.
With this 25k, a take transport everyday #400 (200 go,200 come)and I feed from it too.i give my mum 5,000 from it too but am not happy and comfortable with it because before the month ends I end up having nothing, trekking to work and have not to eat talk less of saving to further my education.

Working as a cleaner, people use to take advantage of me a lot and a person,I have studied my nature well.I don't like people sending me on errands,I hate it but that is the nature of the job.

People take me for granted, some abuse me then I would cry and wish I never existed.

Sometimes I think of committing sucide but I later do keep my cool.I am an introvert but I have decided to start talking back at people and refusing to answer their message but am scared I might loose my job even though am not happy with the job.

Am also thinking of stopping the job myself but am scared of poverty.

I don't want to go back to the shoe washing job too because it is too stressful and I get sick when doing it

Please what should I do

Firstly, na person wey get mind dey think of suicide or commit suicide.
Now back to business.........
Bro, hustle ur hustle dey go jeje.....one day food go done.


Na buhari put us for where we dey today

MandGEnterprise:
Because things have changed

changed like APC bah.

Beebah2000:
Look at this one.
We are talking about living things, not non-living things.
Mtchewww

For zoogeria wey we all dey o, car na part of living things.

Beebah2000:
Look at this one.
We are talking about living things, not non-living things.
Mtchewww

For zoogeria wey we all dey o, car na part of living things.

put picture makeni see, i fit pay 40k for am depending on the neatness.

Say u dy whine me ni....if i rent master bedroom, na me get house bdat na....abi na family house u wan rent out ni.....4 different people rent each rooms come dey share sitting rooms togeda......Notin mallam musa no go see for Zoogeria.

Mstravelindiva:
Good morning Nairalanders,

It's your girl Ms Travelin Diva!

Wrapping up my trip to Louisville, and it was EVERYTHING! Background, we came to Kentucky strictly for the Bourbon trail, but we did get in a few museums and some art during our stay.

We split our trip between Louisville and Bardstown which I highly recommend given the distances between the distilleries. Bardstown is a very cute and lovely town and definitely worth the visit for a few days.

Started the Kentucky Bourbon Trail at the "Frazier Museum" (also visited 21c Museum), and I visited the following 10 distilleries (over 4 days) and tasted their Bourbons:

Evan Williams
Michter’s Fort Nelson
Jim Bean
Angels Envy
Maker’s Mark
Barton 1792
Heaven Hill
Preservation Distillery
Lux Row
Wilett Distillery

Food: In Louisville, we dined at Proof on Main, Le Moo, Repeal, Biscuit Belly and Back Deck BBQ (black owned). In Bardstown we dined at Cinco De Mayos and Pat’s Family Diner.

Lodging: We stayed at the Hotel Distil in Louisville and the Fairfield Inn Marriott Bardstown.

Now a little history regarding Bourbon. Nearly 95% of the world’s Bourbon is produced in Kentucky. All Bourbon is Whisky but not all Whisky is Bourbon. There’s no law mandating that bourbon must be produced in Kentucky, although it might seem that way given the state’s dominance in distilling the distinctive corn-based, barrel-aged whiskey (however, to be called a Bourbon, it must be produced in the U.S.).

So is there something in Kentucky’s water that has caused the bourbon industry to flourish? In fact, there is. The state sits atop vast deposits of blue limestone, which filters out hard iron and imparts sweet-tasting calcium and magnesium.

If Louisville (or the Bourbon Trail) is on your radar, you will not be disappointed spending a few days or even a week here!

Here are a few pictures from my visit. Enjoy and Happy Travels!

Live. Laugh. Love

Na anytin wey concern money now we wan dey see..we no want pictures again....enugbe.
But come to think of it o, na person wey gallant wella dey travel from zoogeria go budu oyibo land....mtcheew, make i go check my trap abi d werey don catch bush meat...since 5days ago fah.

firstly, shop wey b say na rent u rent am then u wan follow sell am join.
secondly, all the computer's nd old tv's wey hang for wall so no even worth 1m naira.
thirdly, the account you wan sell so, how many accounts you wan sell wey go worth the amount of 3M naira.
fourthly, Nobody is gonna pay such amount for a stuff like this..mayb a lesser price might worth it.

missyojo:
Moses, if them born you well reply my comment again on Nl. I have you details already and trust me anytime I come to Ilorin I will trace you.

slowpoke!!!

go trace ur papa wey lost first b4 u trace me.

missyojo:
Ode!!! See how you are begging up and down. Son of a bastard

Ashawo kobokobo....hw market.

confused people...spelling bee ko.....the spelling Rat i do since 2002 i never see chichi chop now dem don change am to spelling bee. later e go turn to spelling monkey.

All dis beauty pageant stuff don tire me Allah....as them dey choose nd award winner for abuja na so anoda winner dey emerge for lagos...now this one again don come up again for abuja.....abeg if dem choose 10 girls as most beautiful then how we won take select now........mtcheew, all dis while i never see most handsome guy pageant b4, only holes just dey gang up the show.

Mr President in his office now....
Mr President: Hello Tinubu

Tinubu: My oga bubu, hope no problem at all

Mr President: I just saw some crazy women on tv protesting against the way i handled the Nigeria economy, they even said Papa Jona is better than me.

Tinubu: Don't mind them jare, they don't know anything, infact you shouldn't be stressing your self my oga bubu. Look for another country and travel to for vacation.

Mr President: Hehehehe, Na them go tire...On Friday isha Allah, i am jetting out of zoogeria to poland.

Tinubu: I trust you my oga president, you have nearly visited half the countries in the world, hehehehe. When i become the next president, i will visit above 58 countries o as the jagaban of this nation.

Mr President: before nko, no dulling at all. let me put a call to my fellow bandits and bokoharam brother's so that they can scatter the north very well nd all those women will pay for their life's

Tinubu: ok,ok. I forgot to tell you, Tiwa salvage is here with me now...the za oza tinz on point..bye.

Mr President: Don't let her film you o, tor...bye.

Goodlyhrt:
The story of my uncle's wedded life is a horrifying one.

My uncle has gotten more than he can ever bargain for in this journey of marriage.

The wife has been a source of sleepless nights and so much pain for my uncle. She is suffering from full blown madness that comes and goes, like when it strikes, my uncle will do all he can to bring her to normal. From endless borrowing to even taking long loans from his place of work to make sure she is revived. Which seems to be futile anyway as before long the illness will come back again.

This has been going on since they got married. And my uncle has been handling the situation like a good husband. There have been three episodes since I started staying with my uncle early 2018 but this last one seems to be the worst of its kind. Made worst actually by the economic situation of the country.

Because the people he goes to for help his christian colleagues in a redeemed parish cannot afford to help him again. Not thier fault.. as things has changed the past few months.

Anguish have taken over my dear uncle. Sometimes I fear for him not to take an extreme measure or for his health not to detoriate further. Do we start talking about millions in debt.

My uncle has become a symbol of "it shall not be my portion" and I don't want to advice him because I will make sure he severes any ties with the wife kpatakpata.

My self I am deeply affected as I cannot watch him suffer and refrain from helping him from the little I have. Right now I have given up my savings that was to fund my binance account for trading. And I will definitely borrow to help him as he's being like my other dad since I came to Lagos.

The story is long I'd have to stop here.

Ever since the day ur uncle married the love of his life, your uncle family has been in agony and are not comfortable with the whole display that came forth...His wife is just suffering from the hand of the wicked ones in ur uncle family and now it's affecting ur uncle too.......Your unlce has a terrible relatives (family members).

@OP, dey ur day jeje make trailer from hell no come jam u fah....u go person house to go chop free food bcus u get ojukokoro nd now u dy talk say u no like how the man dey take control him kids....nawa o, mayb when u bcom a man then u can handle ur kids with a strong hand since that was how u were raised...Na person wey never chop belleful dey travel go visit another person for Christmas season....if u knw u knw.

OP well at all ni....food wey olowo dey chop na im u dey call food for broke uni student's....go price beans, rice, spag etc for market make u knw watsup..... even the garri wey we dy call poor man food don rank table now.....poor man food now na water wey person fit buy for 10naira per sachet

This one don carry all our money do vacation finish....nawa o.