Sabinus.... Fake Death Scam Gone Wrong! Guy gets catfished and robbed by a woman on a date, then turns the tables with a hilarious fake funeral con. From restaurant extortion with a taser to chaotic burial rites and shocking “resurrection” revenge ... ultimate Nigerian comedy twist filled with irony and absurdity.
Meanwhile...Daniel Ogunmodede and Ezege joined discussions on Brentford and “THE GAMBLER” strategies, while Cape Verde and Croatia delivered competitive football highlights.
Şanlıurfa'da bir vatandaş, yaşlılıktan kemikleri eriyen ve vücudunun neredeyse tamamı kurtçuklarla kaplanan bir çoban köpeğinin, artık "işe yaramadığı" gerekçesiyle sokağa terk edildiğini fark etti.
Acıdan ne yapacağını bilemez halde kıvranan köpeğin durumunu gören vatandaş, hiç vakit kaybetmeden hayvana müdahale ederek yardım eli uzattı.
🇬🇭 Kobby, a young Ghanaian boy known for his natural autotune voice, has reportedly died after being assaulted for allegedly plucking mangoes from a tree at a private residence. He was rushed to hospital but was later pronounced dead.
When billionaire J. Paul Getty’s grandson was kidnapped, Getty refused to pay the equivalent of a $17 million ransom. After the kidnappers mailed the teen’s severed ear, he agreed to pay about $3 million—but covered only $2.2 million himself and loaned his son the remaining $800,000 at 4% interest.
"A little boy on a filthy mattress had already learned to fear footsteps in the dark. By the time Deputy Mason Cole reached the back room, the child was clutching a dirty stuffed animal so tightly it looked like the toy was the only thing keeping him together. Neighbors had called after hearing a child crying inside a house that was supposed to be empty. The property had been in foreclosure for months, the power was cut, and the windows were boarded over. When Mason forced the door open, the smell hit him first. Trash covered the floor, and somewhere deeper in the house a thin, broken whimper kept rising through the silence. That sound led him down a narrow hallway to a cluttered bedroom in the back. Sitting on a stained mattress surrounded by snack wrappers was a 3 year old boy named Eli, his face streaked with dirt, his hair matted, and his whole body curled around that stuffed animal like it was a shield. One look at him told Mason this wasn't a child who had been left alone for an hour. Fear had sunk too deeply into him, and hunger had already pulled the strength out of his face. Later, the truth came together piece by piece. Eli’s mother was a severe addict who had broken into the empty house to squat, then walked out 3 days earlier to drink and get high and never came back. Mason didn't stay in the doorway and manage the room from a distance. He stepped across the mess on the floor, climbed onto the dirty mattress, and lowered himself beside the trembling boy so he wouldn't feel another adult towering over him. “Hey. Hey. You’re okay.” Eli flinched at first and pulled the stuffed animal tighter against his chest. Tears filled his eyes when he looked up, and the words that came out were barely louder than a whisper. “I was scared.” Mason’s voice dropped even softer. “I know that. You’re safe now.” No answer came right away. Every muscle in the boy’s body stayed tight for another second, like he was waiting to find out whether those words were true. Mason wrapped an arm around him carefully and stayed still. “Believe me,” he said. “I’m not leaving.” Something shifted in that moment. Eli stopped curling away and leaned into the deputy’s chest instead, the fear finally breaking loose in a hard, shaking sob. A partner standing nearby caught the quiet scene for a second before they carried the boy out of the dark house and into the warm patrol car. Mason kept talking to him the whole time. “We’re going to get you warm. Get you something to eat. It’s okay.” A long breath caught in the boy’s throat before he cried again, smaller this time. Mason held him close and gave him the one thing that had been missing from that house for days. “You don’t have to be scared anymore.” By the time they reached the car, Eli wasn't clutching the stuffed animal quite as hard. His head was resting against Mason’s uniform, and for the first time since anyone had found him, he looked like a child who believed help had really come. Today, Eli is in a safe foster home where he has clean clothes, regular meals, and a bed that doesn’t smell like garbage and rot. Mason still checks on him, making sure the little boy who was found crying in the dark knows somebody did come back for him after all.
Reports claim t£rrorists paid a heavy price after launching fresh attacks against the Alliance of Sahel States (AES), as security forces reportedly pushed back the offensive.
🚨#BREAKING: Absolutely HORRIFYING footage has emerged from a "teen takeover" in North Charleston SC.
It appears that a White female police officer was severely BEATEN by a mob of Black teens... including with what appears to be a Roman Candle.
This is hard to watch.
In the 1980s, Brazilian striker Carlos Henrique Raposo, better known as Carlos Kaiser, built a career in professional football around one extraordinary secret.
He could barely play football.
Yet Kaiser managed to find his way into some of Brazil's biggest clubs, including Botafogo, Flamengo, Fluminense and Vasco da Gama, convincing people that he was a talented striker who simply never seemed healthy enough to play.
His greatest skill was not scoring goals.
It was making sure nobody ever saw him try.
Kaiser befriended famous footballers and journalists, using their connections and recommendations to secure contracts. Once signed, he would spend weeks doing fitness training, where his athletic physique helped him look convincing.
Then, just as training with the ball began, disaster would strike.
A hamstring injury.
At least, that was what Kaiser claimed.
Medical technology at the time made some muscle injuries difficult to verify, allowing him to recover just long enough to move clubs and repeat the routine.
He even carried toy mobile phones and pretended to hold conversations in foreign languages, creating the illusion that overseas clubs were interested in signing him.
But during one spell at Bangu, Kaiser's luck finally appeared to run out.
The club's powerful patron, Castor de Andrade, had grown tired of watching his mysterious striker sit on the sidelines. With Bangu losing 2–0, Kaiser was ordered to warm up and prepare to enter the match.
For perhaps the first time, he was about to be forced to prove he was actually a footballer.
Then Kaiser noticed supporters shouting abuse from the stands.
He ran toward them and started a confrontation.
The referee showed him a red card before he had even stepped onto the field.
Kaiser later explained that the supporters had insulted the club's patron.
“God gave me a father and took him away,” Kaiser recalled telling Castor. “But then he gave me another, and that's you.”
Instead of ending his career, the explanation reportedly worked. Kaiser said Castor gave him another six months at the club.
Carlos Kaiser spent years living the life of a professional footballer while doing almost everything possible to avoid actually playing football.
He became known as “the greatest footballer never to play football.”
And somehow, avoiding the game became the greatest performance of his career.
A 21-year-old degree student, addicted to online gambling and burdened with debt, kidnapped a 55-year-old daily wage worker in Karimnagar, robbed her jewellery and pushed her into a well to kill her. He even cut the rope she clung to. Miraculously, she survived nearly 21 hours by holding onto another cable until farmers rescued her. Police arrested the accused. #Telangana #Crime
A suspected phone thief was given food to regain his strength before being made to cut grass as punishment after residents allegedly caught and beat him for stealing a phone in Ejisu, Kumasi.