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[🥷 @_iamhabeeb]

Teach yourself not to announce good news until everything is confirmed

[PRESIDENT👑 @YURPRESIDENT]

Una go fail jamb con run go nursing school
Make nobody give me dog injection o😤

[•🦋• @Oreos_iam]

E go be like say we bribe God 🤍

[aether @bluewdrift]

Your death will come on an ordinary day, in the middle of unfinished plans and the world will continue without you.

So live a little.

[Tarelayefa @Sugar_Pops_]

I saw a post about giving your child rice and beans mixed in a plate to separate to tire them out.

It worked wonderfully well with Eden.

[SUPREMOS 🤍🐘 @DONJAZZY]

If or when I do it, I will fly you to anywhere in the world we do it. Don’t worry I got you. Thanks 🤍🐘

[𝐁𝐈𝐆𝐁𝐀𝐍𝐆𖤐🎆 @BiigBvngz]

The Ostrich messed with the wrong person 😭💔

[Pop Feed @wildfreakouts]

Grandson puts Al footage of his grandma in her favorite movie 😂

[YabaLeftOnline @yabaleftonline]

See better assist.

[Rinu Oduala 🔥🔫 @SavvyRinu]

Nigerians are the most sílly people on earth 🤣🤣🤣

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@royalgp247 Check your Whatsapp boss

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@DAMIADENUGA My question is why is she making the video with the same sign out clothes, just another random Facebook prank

[møønjerry.eth @m00njerry]

One of the time I cried like this was in 2016, and I still remember it vividly.

Back in secondary school, my class teacher, Mrs. Togbe, was also our English teacher. She was a very strict woman who believed deeply in education. She didn't tolerate laziness or excuses, and she always pushed us to aim higher.

One thing that made her liked me was my voice.

I was in SS2, around 14 years old, just hitting puberty, and my voice had become unusually deep. My name was first on the attendance register, so every morning, before I even answered "Present, Ma," she would imitate my deep voice. The whole class would burst into laughter.

It became our little routine.

Even when the class got noisy, I could never whisper without her knowing. My voice always gave me away.

During one holiday, she invited a few of us to school to help mark examination papers. After we finished, she sat us down and spoke to us about life.

She told us she believed in us and wanted every one of us to continue our education after secondary school. Then she said something that has stayed with me ever since.

She said, "If any of you ends up dropping out and becomes a commercial bike rider or a bus conductor, don't greet me when you see me."

We all laughed and confidently told her that would never happen.

Life had other plans.

In 2015, I lost my dad. My mum's business collapsed, and everything changed. By 2016 I was done with school, I had no choice but to work as a commercial motorcycle rider in Ibadan to survive.

One day, while waiting for passengers, I saw a woman walking toward me.

As she got closer, I recognized her.

Mrs. Togbe.

My heart sank.

I couldn't even lift my head.

She walked up to me and asked, "Bike man, are you going?"

I couldn't answer.

I just kept my head down, overwhelmed with shame.

After waiting a moment, she walked away and boarded another bike.

The moment she left, I went home, parked my bike, lay on my bed staring at the ceiling...

...and I broke down.

I cried harder than I had cried in a long time.

Not because I was ashamed of honest work.

But because I remembered that conversation years earlier, and I felt like I had become exactly what she never wanted for any of us.

Looking back today, I realize life is far more complicated than we imagine when we're young.

Sometimes, people don't choose the path they're on.

Sometimes, they're simply doing whatever it takes to survive.

That experience has stayed with me ever since, and even today, I still remember it like it happened yesterday.

[Marvo Sneh @marvo_sneh_]

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[𝐀𝐬𝐚𝐤𝐲𝐆𝐑𝐍 @AsakyGRN]

The moment real estate mogul and billionaire King Ochacho gifted Peller and Jarvis a ₦400 million mansion in Abuja on their wedding day.

[Instablog9ja @instablog9ja]

Drama as an alleged thi£f stood his ground with a knife while being surrounded by his pursuers

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@WestnotWest Ebony boys 🤣

[🦉 @BigxMain]

They hacked her Snapchat and leaked her nude 😳

[Runtown @iRuntown]

Back outside ! So not going to let any agenda run …Mr Dilly ,every year you try to deceive people with fake court orders … you think after 9 years ,I’ll give you passwords and access to my catalogue ?? lol nice try …. Keep trying !

[apollo @apollophanes]

The night before Julius Caesar was murdered, while he was sleeping, the doors and windows of his bedroom reportedly flew open by themselves, waking him up as moonlight poured into the room.

The sacred weapons of Mars kept in his house began rattling and clashing in the darkness without anybody touching them. Beside him, his wife cried out in her sleep after dreaming that she held Caesar’s mutilated body in her arms while blood poured from his wounds.

Across Rome, strange lights and fiery figures were said to have appeared in the sky, while unexplained cries were heard during the night.

A small bird carrying a sprig of laurel flew into the Senate house and was immediately surrounded and torn apart by a flock of larger birds.

By morning, every sacrifice warned him to remain home. One animal was cut open and found to have no heart.

Caesar decided not to attend the Senate, until Brutus, one of the conspirators and a man he trusted, persuaded him to go.

As Caesar left, a statue of him inside the house fell over and shattered. A man rushed up and handed him a final written warning naming the conspirators and placed it directly into Caesar’s hand.

Caesar carried it unopened into the Senate house, where he was stabbed twenty-three times.