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Kids laughing non stop ,looks funny 🤣😂 but very abnormal to me.

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Bee removal ,the second clip got me 😂 laughing really hard .

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These ain't funny at all especially the last one .That's risky and bad .

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Best hack ever 👌

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Good day friends, nothing good in life comes easy, work hard the sky is your limit.

How is your day going?

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This hack is something else what do you think guys

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Minutes later, he was falsely accused of scratching a customer's luxury SUV, humiliated in front of everyone, and fired.

But what nobody knew was that a CCTV camera captured the whole truth.

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😭 HE LOST HIS JOB BECAUSE HE CHOSE KINDNESS... 💔

Matthew was just an ordinary parking attendant trying to earn an honest living and pay his mother's hospital bills.

When he saw an old beggar who had received nothing all day, he gave away the little money he had

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IF YOU CAN'T GIVE HER WHAT HER FATHER CAN'T GIVE HER ,
THEN DON'T ASK HER TO GIVE YOU WHAT YOU CANNOT DEMAND FROM YOUR MOM .

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I MARRIED HER TO BREAK HER.

Two years ago, I caught my father with a 22-year-old girl. They didn’t see me, but I saw them.
Pain in my chest, I brought out my phone and recorded a one-minute video of them.
He brought her into our house because he thought we had all gone out. On the same bed he slept on every night with my mother. That was the most painful part.
I thought my mother didn’t know. Until one day, I heard my mom on a call with her friend, crying.
"My husband chose that girl over me."
That was the day I found out my mom had been covering for my dad financially for a year now. He had refused to play his role as a husband and father because of that same girl.
That day, I made a decision. I would fight for my mother. And I would make that girl pay for what she caused us.
At that time, I was 25 years old. A fresh graduate already working in a reputable company. I have two siblings who are still undergraduates in the university, Bose and Lola
I moved out of my parents' house and got my own apartment.
I planned my revenge in secret. Even my mother didn’t know.
The day came. I went to the restaurant where she worked. I sat down.
A waitress approached me.
"Welcome sir. What would you like to eat?"
"Two spoons of fried rice and one big chicken," I replied.
"And what would you like to drink, sir?"
"Just water."
She left.
When she brought the food and was about to leave, I called her back.
"Please, what is the name of the lady standing over there?" I asked, pointing to the counter.
The waitress smiled. "Toluwalase."
"Thank you," I said.
After I finished eating, I went to the counter to pay. Then I started a conversation with the lady at the counter.
"Toluwalase," I called.
She looked up, surprised. "How did you know my name, sir?"
"The angel of the Lord whispered it to my ear," I joked. We both laughed.
"Here is my card. Please give me a call," I said, handing her my business card.
Toluwalase smiled, looked around, and slipped the card into her pocket.
"Alright, sir," she said.
That same night, around 8pm, my phone rang. It was her. Toluwalase.
I had already saved her number before going to the restaurant. Going there that day was all planned.
I pretended I didn’t know who was calling. She introduced herself. We talked for a while before hanging up.

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The day I caught my father with his mistress on my mother's bed, I made a promise: one day, I would marry that same woman—and make her regret everything.

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TOLUWALASE’S SIDE
Toluwalase was overjoyed the day she met Isaac. To her, it felt like a dream come true.
Toluwalase was a beautiful young girl. The only child of her parents.
Her parents were not financially stable. Sometimes, even feeding was a struggle.
She started working at 16 after secondary school because her family couldn’t afford further education.
Her parents always believed she would be the one to end their struggle.
She had met Mr. Banwo, Isaac’s father, a year ago at the restaurant. Seeing how he and his friends spent money, she got close to him. Soon, they started dating, and he began taking care of her financial needs.
Her coworkers were also dating married men so they encouraged her
One day, Mr. Banwo took her to his house, saying his wife and children had traveled. That was the day Isaac caught them, though they never knew.
The day she met Isaac, she hadn’t known his intentions. But in her heart, she decided to leave Mr. Banwo. She wanted something real. Something serious.

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The next morning, I woke up with one thought: “Phase 1 begins today.”
Toluwalase had called me. That meant she was interested. Good.
I waited till 11am before texting her.
“Good morning, Angel. This is Isaac from yesterday “😊
“Good morning sir. I was hoping you would message. “ She said
“Can I call you after work? I’d like to hear your voice properly. “ I asked
“Yes please. I close by 6pm.” She replied
She replied fast. Too fast. Desperate people always do.

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For the next two weeks, I played it cool. I took her out. Not to expensive places. Just decent spots. A small buka. Ice cream. Shawarma. I listened.
She told me about her parents. About how hard things were at home. About how she was tired of struggling.
I was waiting for her to mention Mr. Banwo. My father. But she never did.
So I lied a little to cover my tracks.
"I work in logistics," I told her. "My dad is a retired civil servant. He’s in the village."
She nodded and smiled. She believed me.
On the third date, my father’s number flashed on her phone. Twice.
She declined both calls.
"Who’s that?" I asked casually, sipping my drink.
She sighed. "Just a customer. He’s been disturbing me for a relationship. I told him I’m not interested."
I chuckled inside. That customer is my father.
That night I called my mother.
"Mum, how are you?"
"I’m managing, my son," she said, voice tired.
"Mum, I met someone. She’s a good girl. She works hard. I want you to meet her."
There was silence. Then, "Bring her, Isaac. Maybe God is sending help."

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I smiled. Step 1 was done.
She had cut my father off. She was meeting my mother. She trusted me.
Step 2 was coming.
That night, I opened the video again. My father. Toluwalase. The matrimonial bed.
I closed my eyes and whispered:
You took my father from my mother. Now I’ll take everything from you.
Toluwalase thought she had found love.
My father thought he had lost her for good.
My mother thought God answered her prayers.
But I knew the truth.
I didn’t meet her by accident.
I married her to break her.
To be continued…

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THE MILO & PEAK SACHET SCANDAL

One experience I will never forget in this life is Milo and Peak sachet experience.

My mom owned a provision store, so I was the _CEO Sales Rep_ 😀 before I gained admission into The Polytechnic.

As a fine secondary school girl in Ogbomoso, admirers were plenty. Titi was one of them.

Met him through a friend. He was a boarding house boy.
During holidays he would come to his grandma’s house because his parents were in Abuja

One day, his mom sent him a whole carton of provisions.

Out of the kindness of his heart, he brought me 3 rolls of Milo and 3 rolls of Peak sachet.

HAAA!!! 😭
That day I felt like Dangote’s daughter.
I was ready to start living that luxury lifestyle.

I had my own room then. So I did what any smart girl would do.

I hid the Milo and Peak inside a Ghana-must-go bag. The same bag that was carrying my clothes.

Double protection.

I already had a cup and spoon on standby in my room like a real criminal.

The plan was simple:

Come back from shop in the evening → enter room → make Milo + Peak tea with the biscuit I stole from mummy’s shop → eat → sleep like a queen.

My elder brother was my accomplice but the day he caught me, I explained, I even used to dash him.

But on the day of judgment?

That same brother denied me like Peter denied Jesus 3 times. 😂

Meanwhile, my mummy noticed something.

"Daddy, this girl is not eating dinner again?" Mummy told daddy

So they started investigation. FBI style. Without my knowledge.

Then one day I came back from shop...
I opened my Ghana-must-go.
My precious Milo and Peak were MISSING.

Two seconds later, my daddy walked into my room...
WITH MY MILO AND PEAK IN HIS HAND. 😭😭

Let me rest my pen here. The rest was history.

Thank God I lived to tell Olivia the story.

And her own response now is just: "OTAY MUMMY" = "Okay Mummy" 😂

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@Spororondey4u Lol and you can't even unsee what the kid has seen 😂

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😂😂 what kind of a therapy is this ?

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@Immanuel_ufomba 😂😆

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What exactly do you really want men ?