Don't take it personal, anything.
Don't take any of it personally, nothing is about you, nobody is angry at you, nobody is trying to do something to hurt you.
They're mostly just looking to protect their own interest
NOT AN ACCIDENT, but if you're seeing this on June 11th, the winning era begins for you. Relationships. Health. Wealth. Everythiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiing gets better from here. You're so lucky.
"Jesus!!! Peter Obi was doing a 25 million dollar turnover annually as of 2001."
When he said he can match Joe Biden in net worth, was he joking?
Peter Obi had British big men as part of his board members in his company. He was a tier one-rated individual in the UK.
The disrespect is too much.
Humility can be a sin at times.
Another perfect day to clear up some common misconceptions.
Listen:
1. You don't NEED antibiotics when you have a cold.
2. You CANNOT shift anybody's womb. You cannot even reach it. Don't be stupid.
3. Diabetes is NOT caused by adding too much sugar to your garri.
4. For the last time, Typhoid is NOT malaria and malaria is not Tyforce. Stop diagnosing yourself of typhoid everytime you are ill or have a fever or stomach upset.
5. Hypertension ISN'T caused just by too much thinking.
6. You CANNOT "flush" ur system of illness by "pissing all the sickness away". They LIED to you..6. Your body doesn't need daily supplements. Just eat normally and healthy.
7. You do not need a special kind of tea to flush your system. You are not a public toilet.
8. Putting spoon in a person's mouth during a convulsion will NOT stop ANY convulsion.
9. Taking "Hampicloss" after sexual intercourse will NOT protect you from sexually transmitted infections or pregnancy.
10. Stop the daily douching and stop washing your vaginas with antiseptics. You are only exposing yourself to infections.
Oh... and this one is very important:
Slimming tea CANNOT remove all that fat. It will only make you purge till you are dehydrated (if you are very religious with it) and land you in the accident and emergency of the nearest teaching hospital to you. Go to a Gym, work out and DIET!
Pass it on if you care.
I recall when I first told women to start kissing the penis of thier men and say "thank you, you were so sweet", many women found it weird.
Or perhaps they love the idea but were pretending about it.
I don show una one evidence now say e dey work like magic.
These things may seem funny or too raw, but many of you won't understand how doing such things place you in the eyes of your men.
Men love to be pampered in a kingly way.
There are times you'd have sex with your man, and after he cums, he would be very tired and even lazy to go to the bathroom to wash up.
Use that moment to pamper him.
Go to the bathroom to get tissue or wet towel to wipe his dick clean and kiss it.
"That was so good honey, I enjoyed every moment. The way you were hitting it, I didn't want you to stop. Thank you honey".
He'll feel pampered, masculine and appreciated.
Then he can doze off while you go take care of yourself in bathroom.
Then you go to bed to lie beside him.
When you guys wake up, dress the bed.
If you have drawn "map of Africa" on the sheet, change it.
The more you consciously do this, the more his love and affection for you grow.
And so would his commitment.
Do you know why?
Many young men have not experienced this type of treatment.
They mostly imagine it.
Make it a reality for them and they'd be happy and see you differently.
If you're cohabiting with your man or you're spending the weekend with him.
Once he goes to take his shower, bring out one of his washed boxers and singlet and place them strategically on the bed where he would see them.
If he returns home and drops his boxers on the floor or just randomly drops it, pick it up and wash them or place them in the laundry basket.
"How was your day today honey? Were you able to accomplish your tasks today? I made you a delicious egusi soup, please have your shower, let me go and serve your dinner".
Then you the man.
When you see a lady treating you this way, do not say in your mind that she's pretending so that you can marry her.
Question you should ask yourself is this:
"If my wife treats me this way, won't I be happy?"
When your girlfriend or fiancée serves you food, say "thank you" to her even if you were the one that gave her money to prepare the meal.
When having sex with her, compliment her body. If her toto is smelling good, compliment it as you're digging it.
"I love how your vagina smells and tastes, give it to me baby. I love fucking you my love"
Say those things.
It would boost her self confidence and feel appreciated and valued.
I didn't say that you should go and moaning ooo.
That's a feminine behavior.
If toto too sweet you, keep calm and enjoy it.
You groan, you don't moan.
Don't always feel like you're a man and feel too big or proud to compliment and appreciate your woman.
Then once in a while, dash her money.
Not because you're paying her for sex, but because women love money.
It's how you give her that matters, not what you give her.
Start practicing these things and thank me later.
End.
When my husband came with his family to pay my bride price, we weren’t even talking. We had a little misunderstanding, and throughout the whole process, we just stayed quiet.
Deep down, I kept asking myself questions:
“Is this truly the will of God?”
“Why is he still going ahead with this while we’re both upset?”
He went ahead and paid, I agreed to go with him, yet we were still angry with each other.
But look at us today… this can only be God.
See how far the Lord has brought us.
See how far He has kept us.
See how far He has guided us on this journey.
Today, we are stronger, still moving forward, supporting and helping each other.
Both of deserve each other 🤣🤣😂
Gigolo 101!!!
The moment you meet a woman make her believe anything she immorally is, you are that same thing a billion times and more.
Don’t ask if she drinks, tell her you think it’s green-horned drinkers who prefer wine to shots. Na by herself she go tell you say she like baileys, say she don try shot one two occasions.
Don’t ask if she smokes, tell her regular weed doesn’t have the effect it used to have on you so you’ve moved to Cali or some other strong weed variant. She will tell you to what flavour of vape she prefers.
Make her believe you’ve spearheaded various abortions even if you’ve always been careful in your sex life and have never impregnated a woman all your life.
Don’t ask if she’s a virgin, tell her she sounds like has the sensation of been thrusted aggressively while having a vibrator on her clitoris. Na she go use mouth tell you say na electric dildo she like pass.
You must remind yourself no woman who grants you audience will quit talking to you because you claim to smoke, fuck like a pornstar or have spearheaded only 12 abortions.
The more of an immoral, non-judgmental, liberal dude you make a woman believe you are, the more she opens up to you and tells you things you never knew about her.
The game might be brutal but it’s still fair.
I don't know if she is having fun with this video, but I am aware that there are wives who are genuinely tired.
From all indications, she may be a housewife.
You heard her say, "Nobody is giving me money." Looking at her kitchen, it appears to be in good condition and part of a decent apartment, which suggests that her husband must be trying to provide them with a proper home.
However, this is where I am driving at:
Married men whose wives are housewives (especially) should endeavour to give their wives monthly stipends outside any monies that they provide for the upkeep of the home.
It's not good for a wife not to have her own little money. See it as a compensation or encouragement for her sacrifices..
In today's world, where women can be gainfully employed and earn their own money, leaving her personal finances empty could discourage her or push her to demand a significant change in the dynamics of her marriage.
And the kids may bear the brunt of it.
Your wife is not supposed to come to ask you for money to do her hair.
Your wife is not supposed to come to you to beg you money for airtime or data.
Your wife is not supposed to come ask you for money for her sanitary wears or whenever she feels like eating something outside of what you have given her money for.
Your wife should always feel like she can buy female things or do things without coming to beg you for money.
Earmark a certain amount from your monthly income for her.
Women love money, and that's why her major complain is that "nobody is giving her money".
And she has a husband.
End.
My father never came to a single thing I invited him to.
Not my primary school graduation. Not my secondary school prize giving where I collected 3 awards and kept looking at the gate. Not my university matriculation. Not the ceremony when I got called to bar in 2012. I'd send him the date weeks in advance and he'd say I'll try and that was always the full sentence. I'll try. No follow up. No explanation after.
My mother would sit in his place and clap loud enough for 2 people.
I stopped inviting him after the bar call. Not from anger. Some people love you completely and still cannot show up and after a while you stop making them feel guilty about it.
He was not a bad man. I want to be clear about that.
He was a mechanic in Mushin for 35 years. Worked 6 days a week. Sent every one of us to school. Never raised his hand. Never left. The lights stayed on and the rent was paid and there was always food and he did all of it quietly without asking to be celebrated.
He just could not sit in a plastic chair and watch something.
I accepted that and moved on.
Last year I bought my first property. A flat in Ojodu. Took 9 years of saving and 2 years of paperwork and a lawyer who nearly finished me. When the keys finally came I sat in the empty flat on the floor for an hour just breathing.
I called my mother first. She screamed. My sister cried.
I didn't call my father.
3 days later he called me.
Said he heard about the flat from my mother. Said he wanted to come and see it.
I didn't know what to do with that so I just said okay. Gave him the address. Figured he'd say I'll try and we'd never speak of it again.
He showed up on Saturday at 9am.
Stood at the door in his good agbada. The one he only wears for serious things. Holding a small nylon bag.
I let him in and he walked through every room without speaking. Not quickly. Slowly. Like he was counting something. He checked the pipes under the kitchen sink. Knocked on the walls. Opened and closed the windows twice each. Looked at the ceiling in every room the way only a man who has fixed things his whole life looks at ceilings.
Then he came and stood in the sitting room and looked at me.
Said the pipework is good. Said the windows seal properly. Said whoever built this knew what they were doing.
I nodded.
Long silence.
Then he opened the nylon bag.
Inside was a small framed photo. Me at maybe 7 years old sitting on the bonnet of an old car in his workshop. Grinning. Both legs swinging. He's standing beside me with his hand on my shoulder looking at something outside the frame. I remember that day. I had gone to the workshop after school and he let me sit there while he worked and gave me a Fanta and put a Michael Jackson cassette on the small radio.
I didn't know anyone had taken a photo.
He said he kept it on his workshop table for 22 years. Said he wanted me to have something for the new place.
I held that frame and stood very still.
He said he knew he missed things. Said he was not good at the sitting and watching. That crowds made something in him go wrong in a way he never knew how to explain.
Then he said the flat was good and he was proud and he asked if there was anything in the kitchen because he hadn't eaten.
I laughed.
Made him eggs and bread while he sat at my kitchen table in his good agbada like he owned the place.
We ate and he told me about a car he was working on. I told him about a case that was giving me trouble. Normal conversation. The kind we should have been having for years.
He left at 1pm. At the door he gripped my shoulder the same way he did in that photo.
Didn't say anything.
Didn't need to.
The photo is on my sitting room wall now. First thing I hung in the whole flat.
Some fathers cannot sit in the plastic chair.
But mine drove to Ojodu in his good agbada on a Saturday morning with a 22 year old photograph in a nylon bag.
That was his standing ovation.
I just didn't know to look for it in that shape.
There are men who will text “I miss you” and immediately go to sleep.
Then there is Abbas. He put on a Hijab, adjusted his voice, risked being disgraced, beaten, arrested, and turned into the biggest topic in Yobe just because he wanted to see his girl.
William Shakespeare would have looked at this and quietly opened a notebook. This is the kind of foolish, reckless, dangerous love that built stories like Romeo and Juliet. Not because it was wise. But because it was so intense that common sense stopped working.
Imagine the planning. Borrowing clothes. Sneaking through the street. Rehearsing how to walk. Hoping nobody notices your voice is too deep or your slippers are size 46. Then entering another man's house knowing that if you are caught, you are finished.
And he still went.
People should stop saying Nigerian men are not romantic. Some of them are out here risking their freedom, their dignity and the possibility of becoming a permanent family story told every Christmas.
Step into April with intention.
Be the angel in someone’s life today… and every day that follows.
Be the help. Be the voice. Be the light.
Sometimes it’s not about money.
It’s the call you make.
The advice you give.
The kindness you show when no one is watching.
Never underestimate the power of a small act.
it can change the course of someone’s life.
Welcome to April.
Go out and make a difference.
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Family income is N620k and the bills should be paid from there. If contributing to the family is what she sees as being taken for granted, she can leave the family and go live alone. If he feels disrespected and insecure, he is just a fool.
Money is just money and the end game of money is just to pay bills.
When you ask for money, you are not just asking for help, you are testing the other person’s comfort, trust, and boundaries.
Silence is already an answer.
It is not confusion. It is avoidance, and avoidance usually means no.
A man with self-respect does not chase a reluctant favor.
If someone starts ignoring you, stop calling immediately and take the signal without forcing a response.
Pushing them to say “no” out loud does not change the outcome, it just damages the relationship further.
And using that rejection against them later makes you look weak, not wronged.
Nobody owes you financial support, not friends, not family, not anyone.
That is a hard truth, but it builds independence if you accept it properly.
Real strength is being able to take a hit, adjust, and find another way without begging or blaming.
A man who keeps calling is not persistent, he is desperate, and desperation kills respect fast.
Respect yourself enough to handle rejection quietly.
Respect them enough to accept their boundary without drama.
And most importantly, learn from the situation.
If you needed help, fix your systems so you do not end up there again.
Build savings. Build skills. Build backup plans.
So next time, you are the one deciding, not asking.
That is how a man moves from dependence to control.
No noise. No resentment. Just adjustment and growth.
If you want to make serious money, understand that you’re competing with people who already have capital, networks, and leverage.
You’re not just competing on skill. You’re competing on resources.
That’s why trying to do everything alone is a disadvantage. You need strong relationships, solid partnerships, and people who can lock in, share knowledge, and move faster with you.
“I don’t have friends” is not a flex.
“I don’t like asking for help” is even worse.
Because the people you’re competing with are collaborating, pooling resources, and accelerating each other.
You don’t win big alone.
There are some people on this app,all they do it
1)Login & scroll for gist
2)Follow pages they like reading from
3)Don’t care if you follow them or engage
4)Some repost or keep their TL clean
5)Zero care about verification & ads revenue share
6)Log out & log in again later
And oh, I must add.
The whole "men should learn from women" is, within this context, another instance of twitter being twitter.
Reactive, ill-thought, and in some cases, performative, drivel untethered from reality.
Men have nothing to learn from women BECAUSE men and women do not play by the same rules.
Heck! They are not even playing the same game. The game is different, the strategies are orthogonal and the incentives are divergent.
So if you attempt to adopt women's rules, you will not get any women.
You will grow old, cranky, and bitter, and the countless rejections you have suffered will be evident in your tweets.
Then they will call you !ncel.
Why? Because dating dynamics are rooted in female sexual selectivity.
That is to say, women set the conditions under which men compete for access - then select from the competing pack.
Let me concretise that abstraction for you using the Nigerian man as an example. It's a Sunday, I don't go to church, and my current lady hasn't woken up yet. So I have time.
You flaunt your car key, your pre-owned iPhone that you bought thinking it's new, and that your apartment you just finished furnishing after 2 years, in the direction of a woman who does not have a bicycle, uses an iPhone another man bought for her and lives in a one room with her younger sister.
She takes a step back, compares your car, iPhone and apartment to the cars, iPhones, and apartments of the multitude of men doing the same thing towards her.
And at the end of that rigorous comparative analysis, selects which of you she will sleep with
And in what order.
If I did not know better, I would have asked; But why do you do all that advertisement downwards towards a woman who has nothing but a subjectively pretty face?
Why not direct that display horizontally or upwards towards a woman who has her own stuff? But I know better, and I touch grass everyday so...nope! You won't hear that nonsense from me for these reasons
1. Men who own stuff outnumber women who own stuff 100,000 to 1 and so you likely won't even see any around you. (Yes, numbers pulled from the bureau of imaginary statistics but you get the idea so fvck off)
2. It is pretty hard to get stuff so the majority women don't bother working for stuff. They just SELECT their pick from the competing pack of men who own stuff
3. The minority women at your financial level - those who own the same stuff as you, prefer men who own more stuff than them - and by extension, than you.
WOMEN SELECT UPWARDS.
4. Men want sex practically all the time - and from just about any woman. Women don't want sex all the time and definitely not from just about any man. Their sexual desire is narrower, more filtered, more conditional and more selective.
But they want stuff, so men who have stuff, advertise their stuff to women, then the women SELECT and give sex in exchange for stuff.
6. The psychology of flaunting stuff is contingent on the premise that the observer cannot afford what is being displayed and so would be impressed by it. You can't flaunt your GLE to someone who owns a GLE.
These are the reasons the average woman has MULTIPLE men toasting her right now, but the average man - you, yes you. I'm referring to you - does not have ANY women toasting him.
Supply and demand are asymmetrical.
Read that again and wake tf up.
If you still don't get it, here's the TL;DR version.
- Women set the conditions for sex.
- Men want sex more frequently than women and from just about any woman.
- Women are more selective, have more options and so can AFFORD to have higher standards.
- Men cannot copy women's standards because they do not have women's options.
There. I just explained the obvious. Thank me later
I’ll use this to explain something..
So this is the average 9ja home growing up…
Boys and girls having to grow up not hugging their parents/siblings.. We just didn’t get to visibly see showing of love/compassion at home even though we could k!ll for our brothers and sisters.. But to verbally say “I love you” to them and in some cases HUG THEM genuinely na problem.
I’ll cite example from a Yoruba Boy angle…
The typical Yoruba home.. You prostrate for your parents.. And you’re mandated to call your older ones ‘Boda/Aunty’.. And of course, your younger ones get to call you that too.
So that line for hugging don first blur by virtue of what we uphold.
I’m driving somewhere.. stay with me.
Now imagine both genders growing from that in the average Nigerian home.. Then later in life, one gender is just magically expected to be ‘romantic’ in a western way
Like yo! The average omo boy literally LEARNT how to give warm hugs and enjoy it as adults bro!!!
How do we magically go from that to designing the room with rose petals and buying flowers/scented candles and all ?
Where on earth in our reality did that depict love growing up ?
The trait/gesture is COMPLETELY alien to us
You don’t get it… I’ve never touched a ‘rose petal’ in my entire life bruh.. Where I wan see am ?
Scented flower ?… Ki lo’n je be ???
We’d be trying to learn these things as adults then they’ll still go ahead and call it “bare minimum” just coz they see it online from people creating content every other time and they read it on wattpad
You see how the average 9ja Man would rather take you to go and eat and/or send you money than design one nonsense room with petals ?
It’s a matter of familiar and unfamiliar gestures.
That whole thing feels like bullsh!t to him… And we lowkey know it doesn’t mean much to you Ladies too.. But westernization + seeking validation + social media pepper-them ti fe ba aye yin je.
Let me extend it a little..
You think the average bobo is freaked about planning proposals, bridal shower, white wedding, gender reveal and all those foreign dubs ?
lol mchew!!
I’ll end on this note..
Ask yourself how EVERYTHING our fathers wanted and expected from our mothers as wives are still the same thing modern Men want from their Women(wives).
But the things our mothers wanted from our Fathers, modern Women are expecting x100 from modern Men.
One-sided modernization isonu.
That girl has four or five men in her DMs making sexual jokes, testing the waters, declaring their presence. And she will sooner reciprocate that energy with one of them than initiate anything with a man who hides behind cowardice disguised as indifference, like you.
You Modern men have developed an obsession: being p#ssies. But this obsession is disguised as apathy, thus cowards.
It's all the fear of rejection, exposure, and defeat.
And this has consequences:
There is today, among modern men, a psychological fragility that was rare in harsher ages. The men before now were not immune to despair, they, unlike the modern men were too occupied with the obligations of conquest - of life, of purpose, and yes, of women. Hence less fragile.
Men desire women. They desire intimacy, validation, and sexual access. But many modern men attempt to arrive at that destination through the abandonment of the very process that gives the outcome its psychological value.
A man may use money to acquire women. And women will come. But he knows, deep within himself, the difference between being chosen for his person and being tolerated for his utility. One builds pride. The other builds dependence. One strengthens the self. The other quietly corrodes it.
Man is, by design, an adventurous creature. His mind and biology are calibrated for pursuit, resistance, victory. Wooing a woman is not merely about sex, it is a contest of nerve, wit, and presence. It is one of the arenas where a man confronts uncertainty and proves his agency to himself.
Victory in these arenas does something profound to the male psyche. It produces confidence, fortitude, and an internal sense of capability. These psychological assets extend beyond women. They permeate every other domain of life.
But when a man, characteristically, modern men, withdraw from challenge, when he renounces pursuit, he accumulates quiet evidence of his own avoidance. And the mind does not ignore this evidence. It records it.
A man who consistently avoids challenge cannot fully trust himself in the presence of life’s difficulties. And when hardship inevitably arrives, he confronts it already weakened by a history of retreat.
To pursue, to risk rejection, and attempt victory is psychological maintenance.
The modern men who refuses this obligation are suffering the consequences that comes in form of depression and suicide. They aspire little to none. They fulfil little to none. That is not the design of men.