Mentality of average Nigerian girl
If you have built ur reputation for years and brand , my dear you won’t let anything hapen to it or destroy all u built in years by just a video of your nude..
You can lose jobs and opportunities over that
You can lose ur license as a nurse
Paying 7m to a blackmailer not to post your nudes is crazyyyyy.
Why are we so scared of nakedness??? didn’t we all see Aliko Dangote’s bumbum, did he die???
Y’all believe your vote will count ?
They just trying to make money off the fans especially from Rolando And Messi fans..
If they should give this award by vote , trust me Rolando fans will give him they award and we all knows this
The newly-announced Ballon d’Or All Time award is fan-voted and requires €1 for each vote:
“[Vote] as many times as you like, and for any player. Each vote requires its own €1 contribution.”
If I dey tweet about how many girls wey don ask me out for my dm for this app maybe una go knw say babe no be my issue 😂 stupid Twitter boys still thinks you need to be handsome before you bag a lady, a lady can like you because of anything, don’t be a fool cos you’re just seeing money😂.
Omo I feel bad for Fireboy, he said he wanted to collaborate with many artist on Zuko project but hinted the artists he wanted all turned him down
This is so sad
@yabaleftonline A man that can’t talk straight without resting
A man who keep forgetting words to say
A man who most of us barely even hear his words
Omo let us all use our sense pls
Same thing has been happening to me to every house i move in..
Last one that happen was egg, i boiled egg and slept off
Bro , this egg cooked and cooked till everything got burnt , the smoke nearly choke me to death but God saved me that day that i woke up, the pot was damaged
I remember an incident that nearly left me dead.
Gas had finished.
I switched to the electric cooker, poured something into the frying pan, and left it there.
My children were already deep asleep in the next room.
NEPA took light.
I fell asleep on the sofa, completely exhausted.
Deep into the night, light came back.
The cooker came back on.
Whatever was in that pan cooked… and cooked… and kept cooking until there was nothing left but ash and thick, choking smoke.
I was still knocked out.
In my sleep I started feeling strange discomfort.
I fought to wake up.
When my eyes finally opened, the entire sitting room was filled with smoke.
I couldn’t think.
I was disoriented for several long seconds, heart pounding, lungs burning.
Then it hit me.
Everything in the pan had turned to pure ash.
I staggered to the cooker, switched it off with shaky hands, and forced the door open for air.
Only then did I run into the children’s room.
They were still sleeping peacefully.
No coughing.
No panic.
Just soft, steady breathing.
That was the moment it sank in.
I had escaped death by whiskers.
One more hour… and the story would have been completely different.
Never take life, or electricity, for granted.