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Unplanned Val

Unplanned Val
Woke up today feeling uncertain, as if I had planned something without realizing it. Around 11 a.m., I got a call from a friend wishing me a happy Valentine’s Day. That’s when it hit me! As singles, we often forget those “love” days while trying to improve our lives. After that, I received a few more calls from friends and family, and it was just enough to lift my spirits.

I almost thought the day was coming to an end until a friend called me out for a dress show he was waiting for. I was like, “What?!” It was unexpected, but I quickly dressed up and joined him.

We ended up on a mini shopping spree where I picked up some shirts. It’s these little moments that remind me of love, no matter how small. I thought I'd be wallowing in my singlehood, but people showed up for me. People always do. Happy Valentine’s Day, everyone! Hope you had a wonderful celebration! 💖

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In Control

In Control
During the last Christmas, I decided to make a difference. Since everyone was becoming an adult, I thought it was time for me to step into that role as well. This year, I wouldn’t be taking myself out for an outing or a party. I didn’t want to go to the zoo or the cinema like I usually did. Instead, I wanted to do something meaningful.

During the morning of Christmas, I had helped out with the cooking, helping out with other things needed for the festive meal. It was no small feat, but I welcomed the stress that came with preparing for such a special day. After hours of chopping, stirring, and seasoning, we finally finished cooking and arranging the sumptuous food.

While my siblings eagerly prepared to head out to a nearby restaurant to indulge themselves, I chose a different path. I took a refreshing bath to wash away the morning’s labor and changed into comfortable clothes, ready to feast on the delicious meals we had prepared.

I lost track of time as I indulged. I ate enough to the point of overfeeding myself.
With a contented sigh, I pushed back from the table, a satisfied smile on my face. My belly felt pleasantly full, yet as I stood up, I found it difficult to walk, and that brought me more joy.

After the meal, I decided to treat myself to some relaxation. I grabbed my favorite drink, headed straight to my room, and settled onto my bed. Turning on my data, I lost myself in the vast world of the internet. I scrolled through social media, enjoying pictures of friends celebrating and sharing their festive moments. It felt nice to share in the joy, even from a distance.
I called my youngest sister and gave her some money, asking her to pick me up a tub of ice cream on her way back from their outing.

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Networking again

I got invited to a business seminar and decided to attend because I wanted to meet new people and learn something useful. It seemed like a great opportunity to expand my network and gather some fresh ideas. I arrived early, settled in, and listened attentively as the speakers shared their insights.

During the break, the organizers encouraged us to connect with at least two people. I stood there, scanning the room for someone who seemed approachable. Just as I was about to make a move, someone tapped me on the shoulder. I turned around, and to my surprise, it was Emma, someone I used to know from my old neighborhood.

Emma had been my neighbor back then, and I remembered how he would pray every night while playing his guitar. It was such a calming thing to hear, and I mentioned it to him right away. He laughed, saying he still plays but not as often. Seeing him brought back memories, and we started catching up on life.

From his appearance and the way he spoke, it was clear he was doing much better than when I last saw him. He seemed more confident and at ease. We shared a few more stories, and I couldn’t help but feel happy for his progress. Before the break ended, I asked for his contact, which he gladly shared.

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First-hand Experience

First-hand Experience
Wearing white clothes is something that I usually liked, but then I had a female friend who usually advised me against wearing white clothes, wearing white shirts and white trousers. But this particular day, we were going for a party, so after checking through my clothing, I decided to wear this particular white native shirt.

After I wore this shirt, I went for the party, and I was enjoying myself. It was a daytime party shop and it was organized by my school and friends. It was during the noon, around 3 PM, that we decided to head out to another different location. Then I looked at my wife, and I couldn't even place a term to what I was looking like.

Some red wine had spilled on my shirt, and I had spoiled my trousers and everything. I couldn't even relate. I was just buried, and I wanted to go home even though I was having a great time. I just wanted to see myself at home.

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Planned Surprise

Planned Surprise
Yesterday was my best friend's birthday, and earlier, her elder sister had called me to help plan a wonderful surprise for her. I collaborated with her sister to create an exciting and fitting surprise for my best and closest friend. They felt like sisters to me, and I always felt very comfortable around them. Both their mother and father, along with their other siblings, treated me as one of their own. In fact, they made me feel incredibly special whenever I visited. Their mother often came to visit me as well.

Our friendship had not only brought us closer but also turned our families into a friendly, extended family. The bond we shared meant so much to all of us. So, I went to help plan the birthday surprise yesterday morning, deciding to visit randomly without prior notification.

When I arrived, my friend was suspicious about why I would visit so early in the morning, especially since I had mentioned I would be busy that day. I had to quickly come up with an excuse to dodge her questions. I then turned to our older sister and offered to accompany her to the market, which kept my friend from suspecting anything.

At the market, we gathered everything we needed for the surprise: a special cake, some festive decorations, and a money bouquet. It was just awesome! When we returned, we made sure to keep my friend distracted while we set up and decorated her room.

When we finally brought her in, it was a shock to her eyes, she was startled at the loads of surprises, all she could do was shout, and jump in joyful celebration. She was utterly amazed and so happy and I’m truly grateful to have her in my life.

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From a good angle

I was live at the music show. It was my first time visiting such an event, and many things happened during the show. It was quite interesting, but some people went home saddened and in a very bad mood. I’m very glad that I came home without becoming a victim of the circumstances that surround this kind of large gathering.

Well, it was a popular musician from the Southeast who hosted a concert that had a capacity of about 20,000 people, and he sold all the tickets. The turnout was massive. People filled the seats, and even those standing in the field showed just how enormous the crowd was. I was there, witnessing everything from a good position, and I saw a lot of things unfold.

I was just staring at the stage when I noticed someone suddenly seize another person's phone. I realized that the individual whose phone was taken didn’t even know who had grabbed it from behind him. He had been holding up his phone to capture video and take pictures of the performance when it was snatched away. The shock on his face was unexplainable and i pitied him, he stood there, puzzled, as people behind him acted uninterested to what just happened.

Nobody was willing to identify the pickpocket who had taken his phone.
I thought that was just it, but it happened several times throughout the nig

When I got home and went online, I was surprised to find that many others had tweeted about the same incident, sharing their own experiences and frustrations, the thing con tire me.
So friends, whenever you attend large gatherings especially the type that host mostly the youthful population, try and keep your from away from eyesight.

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The new hotel

The new hotel
There was a new hotel around the corner, and during this festive season, I had already concluded with some of my siblings that we were going to go there and spend our Christmas, enjoying the atmosphere and all the fun that comes with it. On Christmas Day, I had saved up a little money, and my siblings had saved up as well for our hotel outing.

When we arrived, we ordered a plate of chicken and some drinks. It wasn't as expensive as we had feared, but we were pleased that our savings had served their purpose.

We were seated and moved from one form of entertainment to another. There was also a hype man who made the whole atmosphere even more enticing and enjoyable. I enjoyed every single bit of the experience—the lively clubbing, the excellent hotel management, and everything else. The staff was surprisingly friendly, which added to the warm

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Ending the year

Ending the year
Our end-of-year party on Friday was amazing. Everyone in the compound contributed at least ₦1,000 to make it happen. When the DJ arrived, some of the stronger guys helped unload the big speakers; one of them got a minor injury, but it wasn't serious.

We started the night with a prayer, setting a good tone for the evening. The party had eating, dancing, and even rapping competitions, keeping everyone entertained. It was the most fun I'd had in a long time.

Dinner was a delicious serving of yam and egg sauce, which everyone enjoyed in high spirits. I decided to call it a night around midnight, thinking the dancing might get a bit too wild for me.

Throughout the party, I had a great time watching others dance to Amapiano and other popular songs. Although I didn't have the energy to join in, being part of the lively atmosphere was more than enough for me.

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Committee Of Intoxicated Friends

Committee Of Intoxicated Friends
My uncle did his traditional marriage last week Thursday, everything went very smooth, just that his committee of friends that came did something I find very funny. My uncle has friends he goes with to clubs, parties, events and drinks with them to the fullest. So they were actually his very close friends that he hangs out with, and on that day, they did to him what he always does with them, especially when they are partying or celebrating; drinking to stupor.

Know or unknown to my uncle, his committee of friends came to his traditional marriage with their own crate of high alcohol drinks, you know that kind of thing na, your tight friend getting married calls for maximum form of celebration. Just as they always do, this people drank and got extremely intoxicated, it's not like they misbehaved openly, just that they became very weak and left where they were seated to ease themselves a bit.

When the traditional marriage was over, and it was time for the committee of friends to help with packing of chairs, and help tidy up some other things, omo they were nowhere to be found, the ones that were found were too intoxicated to be able to do anything. When my uncle searched further, he even found some of them in the nearby bush, some in the vehicle they came with, all intoxicated and sleeping. I laughed so hard, but my uncle was angry.

Even the guy that served as the best man to my uncle in the white wedding was high too, there is really no one to be blamed for this, my uncle is also like his friends. Having friends that you drink to stupor with, and on the day of your wedding, you expect that they won't exhibit the same behavior. But it was embarrassing, my uncle had to do everything by himself when he had friends. I laughed all through, committee of friends turning into committee of Red eyes, no one was useful when needed the most. Like this, I had to go through my list of friends and do some reevaluation, so as not to suffer the same fate.

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first leap

first leap
Last week, I went to a small village to cover an event. I had learned about videography, which is how to use a camera to make videos. I knew how to get good shots to make a nice video, and this was my chance to practice.

A friend of my aunty asked me to help cover her event. She had promised to pay me some money before the event, but I decided to go without asking for the money first. I wanted to focus on the experience and have fun.
When I reached the village, everything was full of life. There were children playing, adults chatting, and the smell of tasty food in the air, the canopies were set and chairs being put in place. I felt ready to capture everything as I set my camera up.

As the event began, I moved around the crowd, capturing smiles, dancing, and the joyful moments happening all around but not shifting too much from the major scene and purpose of the gathering.It was like watching a movie behind my camera and asides filming the event, I felt happy to be part of it all.

At the end of the day, just when I finished filming, I checked my phone. I saw that my Aunty's friend had sent the money she promised. Everything was perfect beyond my plans.

Later, as I looked at the video clips I had taken and was cropping the clips together, I felt proud. Each shot reminded me of the fun and happiness that day brought. I realized that by taking just an opportunity whether prepared or not could be the best option one could take.

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After Party Effect

After Party Effect
Yesterday was a special day because it was my friend’s birthday.
We all who celebrated her on WhatsApp was invited in the evening, we gathered to eat cake and enjoy the moment with her.

But then, After I ate some cake, I got a terrible stomach ache. At first, I thought it was just a random ache, maybe because I drank too much water at night. I didn’t think much about the cause.

Later, when I met with some other friends who were at the birthday party, They also had stomach aches.
We all started talking about the cake, and that was when we figured it out.

The cake was so sugary There was so much icing sugar on it that we could barely taste the real cake itself. It felt like we were just eating sugar alone.
Is cake sugar?
We enjoyed the sweetness no doubt but the stomach ache😞
I'll have to be more careful about cakes that is coated with icing from now.

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Late Night Concert

Late Night Concert
There is this day that I went out to an event that ended late in the night at around 10:00pm, initially I did not want to go, but since I went with four other people that lived in the same compound with me, I was okay with it because there was five of us. It was a concert where top musicians, comedians and artists were invited, and that also moved me to attend the event.

We were four girls and only one guy among us, we had a good time in the event, made ourselves comfortable and of course there was plenty of food and drinks for us to chose from. The guy went and brought a drink I had never seen before and I decided to taste it, to my greatest amazement, the drink was extremely sweet and hurriedly took more without hesitation.

The last thing I remember is me still taking the sweet drink, and the next thing, I saw myself in my house, laying on the floor, my clothes were very dirty, and it was morning already. I was shocked and began to ask how and what happened, my neighbors that I went to the concert with, started narrating how I got drunk, I still find it hard to believe that the drink was alcohol, it was so sweet.

They went further to tell me how some thugs started coming after them on the way back home and how they left me and all ran, they said I ran too, and that is how I fell inside a dirty and stagnant water because I was really drunk, I can't remember any of those things happening. I immediately remembered my handbag and phone, and looked around for it, but couldn't see it, my neighbors told me that I threw away everything I was carrying while I was running without direction, and it's certain that those thugs must have carted away with those items. Hot tears in my eyes, I went to a concert late at night and took a drink that I've never took before, I did this to myself, and there is no one else to be blamed for this.

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How I drank 1l vodka

Once upon a time there was a chance for me and a few friends who had been there and we had the same here in a couple and we had the best night out for a couple drinks in a row in a pub for the evening of Sunday evening for a pint in a bar or two if possible for me if possible would suit me better in a way I could have more time in a couple more weeks and then we could you please borrow me matic for a couple weeks or so Nice one guy who is a bit of an hour ago.

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Behind every bestie there is a hidden agenda.

Behind every bestie there is a hidden agenda.
My Wife's bestie wants to sleep with my wife, so I lodge his wife and daughter in the same hotel.

I observed a shift in my wife's behavior at home, as she began asserting her rights within our household. Instead of preparing breakfast as usual, she insisted on equal treatment and asked me to pick up snacks on my way to work. But when I cook, she doesn't hesitate to eat. Atimes, she takes the bigger portion or even all while I go to the office hungry.

Did I complain? No.

Before, she never used to sneak out to make calls, but suddenly, it became a regular occurrence, and now, she doesn't even bother hiding it from me.

Did I complain? Never!

She even went as far as suggesting we create a cooking schedule, completely against the idea of hiring a housemaid. And to add insult to injury, she implemented a timetable for our intimate encounters; once every two weeks, or sometimes, nothing for three months straight. And all this while we don't even have a child?

Did I give a heck? H*ell no!

What did I do to deserve this treatment? She found out I was building a house without informing her, and despite my apologies and efforts to make amends, she remains stubborn in her accusations.

Did I continue to beg? H*ell No!

Now, I've stumbled upon evidence of her communication with another man. I conducted my own investigation and uncovered his residence and workplace. He's a married man with two daughters, aged 19 and 8.

What am I going to do? Wait and see.

I don't need anyone else to fight my battles; I'm fully capable of being a formidable force on my own.

I found myself frequenting his wife's shop, engaging in playful banter and forming a bond that transcended the confines of customer and shopkeeper. Gradually, she became my confidante, her presence a welcome respite from the monotony of everyday life.

As our friendship blossomed, she began to seek solace in my company, yearning for the attention that her husband seemed unable to provide. I became her rock, offering her the support and comfort she craved.

In a moment of vulnerability, she offered me more than just her friendship—she offered me her body, a tempting proposition that marked the purpose of my revenge.

The same time, I met her daughter. She caught my eye, her innocence juxtaposed against the complexities of her mother's desires.

Driven by impulse, I showered her with gifts, money and attention, buying her an iPhone and indulging her with promises of secrecy. She was happy that I took her to school, far away in Osun State.

Then, I invited her to a hotel. The same hotel I invited the mum to, but separate rooms. They ate and were waiting for me. While they were waiting, I was in her husband/father's office.

As I stood in the doorway of his office, I felt a surge of adrenaline coursing through my veins, my heart pounding with a mixture of rage and apprehension. The confrontation that lay before me was fraught with tension, the outcome uncertain, yet I was determined to confront the man who had encroached upon my marriage.

I caught him talking to my wife on the phone.

“You said you like riding but your husband doesn't want to. I love riding and touching all those touchable things dangling like a pendulum. You will thank me by the time I am through with you.”

Mind you, his phone was on speaker, so I heard everything crystal clear. They were indulging in fantasies about each other, leaving only the physical touch to complete their desires.

As soon as he realized I was there, he abruptly ended the call and feigned ignorance of my presence.

"Hello, gentleman, what can I do for you?" he asked, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Yes, but by the end of our conversation, you might be the one in need of help, sir," I retorted.

His expression shifted, a hint of unease flickering in his eyes. "What do you mean by that?"

"Sir, with all due respect, stay away from my wife. Trust me, you won't like what I'll do if you don't," I warned, my voice laced with determination.

His smirk faded, replaced by a look of disdain. "Oh, it's you? You're just as she described—insensitive and foolish. Get out of my office. Now!"

I couldn't say for certain if he had already crossed the line with my wife, but the way things were going, it seemed inevitable.

"Listen to this voice note, sir," I insisted, undeterred. "My wife went from sweet messages like 'Hey baby, I love you so much. I want to spend the rest of my life with you,' to cold statements like 'Hey, if you want to end this marriage, that's fine. There are plenty of better men out there.' And this change started when you began meddling in my marriage.”

"I never forced her to stop loving you. You can coerce a woman into marriage, but you can't compel her to continue loving you. She's my best friend, and we love each other. You're not God. She deserves a say in the house. Are you finished?" He stood up and yelled at me. I looked at him, pleading for calmness. The confidence in his voice was remarkable. If only he knew what awaited him.

I calmly dialed a number and put it on speaker. "Hello, baby, where are you right now?" His wife's voice filled the room. I smiled at him. "Yes, baby, are you at the hotel now?" I asked, watching his reaction. He stared at me, seemingly transfixed, recognizing the voice. He tried to dial the number, but it was busy.

"Baby, I'm totally free. I'm ready for anything with you. Any position you want, I'm all yours. Please come quickly," his wife's voice continued.

"What's the name of your husband again?" I inquired.

"You mean that useless b@stard? He's a one-minute man. I wish I'd met you earlier in my life. Please, let's not talk about him; he'll ruin my mood," she responded.

"I'm sorry, baby. Can you send me a picture of you? Or maybe make a short video and send it to me," I requested.

"Right away, honey. I can't wait to be with you. Please come soon," she replied, feigning distress.

"Does he not satisfy you? I'll teach you a lesson he never could. I'm not a one-minute man, Benjamin; I last two hours," I continued, emphasizing his name.

"You didn't pronounce the name correctly. Benjamin Olaleye, aka Olele.”

We ended the call and she sent the short video. I didn't show him. His initial confidence faltered as I played the incriminating phone call, the words of his wife echoing through the room like a damning verdict. The realization dawned upon him, a flicker of fear dancing in his eyes as he grasped the gravity of his indiscretions.

I wasn't finished with him yet. This was just the beginning of my retaliation.

"Let's give my young girlfriend a call. I'm sure you'd love to hear this," I said, a smirk playing on my lips.

I dialed his daughter's number, his eyes widening in disbelief as I recited each digit. Yes, the number was all too familiar, but who cared?

"Hey sugar... Been waiting here for an hour. Where are you, babe?" His daughter's voice was like music to my ears, innocent and angelic.

"Calista Cali-berry, ọmọ Olaleye. My super angel that flies without wings. Sorry I was caught up with something. Will be there shortly," I replied, my tone dripping with faux affection.

"Oh baby, come joor... You know I have been looking forward to today. I promise you I am going to injure you. We are going to be there for a week," she responded eagerly.

"I am ready, baby. But, what about your Dad? What if he came to your school?" she asked, a hint of concern in her voice.

"Which Daddy? He doesn't know what's going on in my life. Please let's not talk about him. I wish I never had a father," she replied, her contempt for him thinly veiled. Already lost her completely.

"Okay love. Send me some racy pictures to set the mood," I said, the anticipation evident in my voice.

As I listened to her voice, dripping with anticipation and desire, I couldn't shake the feeling that I was crossing a line, venturing into territory that was fraught with danger and moral ambiguity. But the desire for revenge burned hot within me, driving me forward even as doubt gnawed at the edges of my conscience.

"I would rather make a short video. You are going to love it. Gimme some minutes.”

I wasn't finished with him yet. This was just the beginning of my retaliation.

"Let's give my young girlfriend a call. I'm sure you'd love to hear this," I said, a smirk playing on my lips.

I dialed his daughter's number, his eyes widening in disbelief as I recited each digit. Yes, the number was all too familiar, but who cared?

"Hey sugar... Been waiting here for an hour. Where are you, babe?" His daughter's voice was like music to my ears, innocent and angelic.

"Calista Cali-berry, ọmọ Olaleye. My super angel that flies without wings. Sorry I was caught up with something. Will be there shortly," I replied, my tone dripping with faux affection.

"Oh baby, come joor... You know I have been looking forward to today. I promise you I am going to injure you. We are going to be there for a week," she responded eagerly.

"I am ready, baby. But, what about your Dad? What if he came to your school?" she asked, a hint of concern in her voice.

"Which Daddy? He doesn't know what's going on in my life. Please let's not talk about him. I wish I never had a father," I replied, my contempt for him thinly veiled.

"Okay love. Send me some racy pictures to set the mood," she said, the anticipation evident in her voice.

As I ended the call, a sense of satisfaction washed over me. This was just the beginning of my revenge, and I wasn't about to go easy on him.

I showed him the short videos they both sent to me. As tall as he is, he knelt down begging.

"You should have considered the repercussions before embarking on this journey.

My wife and I are still young, and we haven't had any children together. If we were to part ways now, we could easily move on and find new partners. Can you comprehend the investment you've made in your marriage? Twenty-five long years!

You have nothing substantial to offer her. All those foolish gestures, loans, and care were merely ploys to pull her pants down. We know your type.

Here's the deal: Transfer a total of ₦3 million to this account within the next two hours, and your family will be returned to you. Afterward, I won't have to remind you to stay away from my wife again.”

Did he pay the money? Yes.

Did his wife and daughter return home? Oh yes.

Did my wife know about my revenge? Of course yes. She left the house for a few months. And later she filed for d!vorce and I signed.

I don't believe in having close friends of the opposite sex. It seems like a setup to either replace you or snatch you away from your partner.. Behind every bestie there is a hidden agenda.

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How I Rode Into Police/Protesters Clash Today

How I Rode Into Police/Protesters Clash Today
The midday Makurdi sun beat down mercilessly as I cycled towards the IBB Way. My usual route took me past the bustling new market, the air thick with the aroma of spices and sizzling meat. Today, however, a detour was necessary. The sound of distant shouts and whistles drew me away from the familiar chaos of the market, towards the APC secretariat.

Curiosity, a weakness I readily admit, tugged at me. I steered my bike closer, the shouts growing louder. I neared the secretariat, the red and blue party flags a beacon amidst the dusty streets. Suddenly, the air crackled. Shouts pierced the market din, sharp and panicked. One passenger in a bus yelped, "Trouble! Turn around!"

Too late. A wave of bodies surged forth - young men mostly, faces grim, a few wielding sticks and stones. Ahead, a line of police, their shields glinting, braced themselves. My heart hammered against my ribs. Nowhere to go. I was caught in the crossfire.

A rock whizzed by, shattering a car window. I whimpered, cowering on my bike. Chaos reigned. Police whistles blared, a tear gas canister arced, releasing choking fumes. The crowd roared back, defiant.

The governor's ban on political gatherings in the state had done nothing but pour fuel on the fire. They said it curbed violence, but to those whose voices were already stifled, it felt like a fist slamming shut.

Blindly, I gunned the bike engine, swerving around a fallen barricade. The acrid tang of tear gas stung my eyes, tears streaming down my face. I clung to my faith, my voice almost a terrified squeak.

Somehow, I broke through the turmoil, bursts of adrenaline propelling me past the worst of the melee. Reaching a side street, I finally pulled over, gasping for air.

"They just want their say," a passenger in a close by bus croaked, his face pale. "Just a chance." I nodded silently, the lump in my throat mirroring his fear and frustration.

I sat there, the rumble of distant clashes fading. The governor meant well, maybe. But the road to the party supporters voice in Benue was paved with stones, and passions blazed hotter than any ban could extinguish.

My bike and I, we were just humble witnesses caught in the storm, survivors of a day when democracy's voice turned hoarse with shouting.

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A SINGLE GIRL LIFE

Once upon a time, there lived a single pretty girl named Sarah. She had been single for so long that she had forgotten what it was like to be in a relationship.
One day, Sarah decided to try online dating. She created a profile and started swiping left and right. After a few days, she matched with a guy named John.
They started chatting and hit it off immediately. They decided to meet up for a date at a fancy restaurant.
Sarah arrived at the restaurant and saw John waiting for her. He looked nothing like his profile picture. He was shorter, bald, and had a beer belly.
Sarah was disappointed but decided to give him a chance. They sat down and ordered their food. As they were eating, John suddenly burped loudly.
Sarah was embarrassed and tried to ignore it. But then John farted loudly.
Sarah couldn't take it anymore and excused herself to go to the bathroom. She called her friend and told her what had happened.
Her friend laughed and said, "Well, at least you know he's not the one!"
Sarah agreed and decided to end the date early. She thanked John for the meal and left.As she walked home, she couldn't help but laugh at the absurdity of the situation. She realized that being single wasn't so bad after all.
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Drugs and friends

Dan was a neighbor, he went for a party last week and the story is about to be told.

Dan was a young boy trying to survive, people always saw him as a hard working person but Dan kept bad friends, he was either seen gambling with touts sometimes or clubbing whenever he was done working.

Just last week, he was arrested.
Police came late evening and dragged him away.
We never heard the real gist yo to the reason why he was arrested until two days later.

In the usual restaurant where Dan clubbed, his friends ridiculed him and claimed he wasn't smart and that was arrested.
The story holds that Dan had made out with lady at the party but had no money to pay because he was drunk at first.

Now Dan's image is totally ruined, he can't even keep his head up while he walked. His friends deserted him. His friends are said to be more responsible than him.

Keep good company.

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Hi guys

So it was about noon yesterday when my friend called in, saying she just saw something that gave her a shock.
Guess what?
She was at a function (event) and was "meandering," in order to get noticed by the cool guys (I already know😝).
Next she walked in onto TWO WHITE MEN WHO WERE POUNDING YAM with all iota of seriousness.
Chai.
She thought she didn't see correctly and looked sternly.
And it was what it was.

She kuku stole a shot or two and forwarded to me.

I almost would not have believed sef.
Lmao!

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Something I experienced yesterday that didn't support the saying "a patient dog eat the fattest bone".
I took some children for a children and ladies program, the traffic was so much on our way to the extend we were all hungry the extra money I took I couldn't use it because our transport got short on the way I had to add my money.
We got there safely after the program the children were asked to go and collect their lunch while the ladies continue with their program.
I was so hungry so I asked one of the children to tell the person in charge of the food to give me because the person is someone I know. The lady by my side said I should wait that after d ladies program we will have others I told her I can't wait the time was already 2pm before we finish it will be around 6pm and we left home from 8am.
So after I finished eating the program continued until later in the evening after the program everyone was expecting something but to our surprise nothing was given.
Lol then I concluded a patient dog isn't always lucky.
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I attended a wedding this month, an unprecedented union between an famous Area boy and God fearing church girl.

You see its unprecedented because it was those kind of weddings that would normally surprise neighbours and well wishers because these two had little in common at least to the eyes of unlookers.

They were a beautiful couple and before the traditional marriage the groom made sure to make everyone happy so that everything would go smoothly.

You and I know that village people are hard to please😆.

On the traditional ceremony all went fine and well until it was time to share food. Man was a notable person in his home base and made sure to bring all his friends.

More than 50% of them were not entertained properly as many were not given anything to drink or eat. It was total chaos. This would not have happened if the huge sum of money given by the groom was utilized properly, but so the thing goes.

After much deliberation they agreed to serve their guest separately during the reception of the White wedding.

After their marriage that fateful day, the reception began with dancing, and much celebration, you should have seen me that day,

I had eye's for 😘 somebody's daughter. As one of groomsmen i made sure to exhaust all the dancing step I had been dancing secretly since and occasionally turned my neck to see if she was watching me perform. And as the dance was coming to an end I walked gently with my hand folded on my chest to toast this fine gurl in the crowd.

Me; Hello beautiful, Can i have this dance with you. She hesitated, "I will go easy on you" I affirmed.

Her friends were cheering her on.

She was blushing uncontrollably when she replied " I have a boyfriend"

Me: That's fine, we'll look for another girlfriend for him cause what you need now is a husband.

My hand was stretched towards her the whole time. She was about to take my hand when I heard "Kpaa... Kpa... Kpaaaa...".

It was one of those rare moments when a perfectly going wedding turned into sheer disaster.

Mehn, just when I was about to have one of the best moments of my life, the whole auditorium went from a lovely party 🥳 to a place of total pandemonium.

The groom's family had exhausted the food needed to take care of their invited guest. The groom's mother had approached the bride to ask for little assistance in food and drinks to help cater for those left in the hall but she declined saying many of her friends are on the way coming and some guest from the village are waiting at home for the food her mother kept aside.

The groom's mother paid deaf ear's to her, went to where the food was kept and started sharing to her guest.

The bride on noticing this left her husband and went to accost the groom's mother who gave her that resounding slap, Kpaa..... that rendered me single till date😣.

The bride returned the slap on its arrival, this time her own slap felt like it came from both hands but it was just her left hand swinging in the hair.

Some good Samaritan had stopped the slapping wrestling from having a round 2 when the husband walked boldly to where the wife was standing and gave her a resounding slap for hitting his mother.

At the end of the Slapping SMACKDOWN, I look everywhere for my soon to be bride but she was nowhere to be found.

I guess she moved outta the hall like everyone else as the party came to a close abruptly.

Now who should I blame for my misfortune, THE GROOM, THE BRIDE or THE GROOM'S MOTHER.

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