I came across a match making broadcast just now and the girl in concern said she have been single for six (6) months now and the host asked her why did she stay that long because she's a fine girl. Me: I look at myself and hiss, i can't even mention the yrs I've been single 😂😂

Girl to girl: study the patterns in your family. Look at what distracted, delayed, or derailed the women before you, then make intentional decisions to break those cycles. refuse to be a victim of generational curses ❤️

They are just doing it for engagement, feeding on people's pain.

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If you need impressions on X 1) Fool around (Just be dancing 💃) 2) Fake something you didn’t buy or fake your visa approval and let people congratulate you. 😂😂😂 3) Create a false narrative against the 10K laptop guy and his colleagues (A fool is already doing that since yesterday and fools are engaging him too because he needs Elons funds). Most Nigerians are foolish people 😳 😳 . Because he dey abroad , someone wey get mental problems, you don’t why he’s always absent on X for sometime, Nah Psychiatric home (we get them plenty for abroad) he dey go. Believe him at your own risk. He will soon be absent from X when the mental problems relapse 🙉🙉. 4) Share negative news as soon as you hear it 5) Be a good storyteller 6) Do giveaways 7) Post that APC supporters are stubborn and stupid

Gratitude is a most Good morning fam 🌞

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Praying this alongside with you 🙏

“This boy’s name is Ugochukwu. He’s just 13 years old. He walked into our new office today to brand his apron. When he came in, he greeted everybody and asked if we brand cloths. I nodded in agreement, looking at him. Then he brought out apron. “ Brother, I want to write ‘Business Boy’ on this apron”, he said, looking at me. “ Who is the business boy?” I asked. “Is me! I hawk pap in the street. People know me as business boy. I want to write it on my apron. How much ? “ I was very happy seeing someone at his age creating such unique way of marketing himself. I asked him to take a sit and engaged him in a cool business talk. He revealed that he loves business, he enjoys selling goods and making money. He wants to be a businessman in future. I gave him the advice I could at the moment . I really love that boy❤️ We kept talking until my worker was done with his apron branding . He was so happy when I gave it to him. “Brother how much, ego ole?” “ Don’t worry, Ugo. Don’t pay! It is our little way of showing support to your business and what you said you’ll be in future. We’re proud of you. Jisie Ike!” I said to him. Ugo was very happy and fulfilled. “ I wanted to do this 2 years ago, but my mother said the amount for cloth branding is too expensive, so I stopped, but still had it in mind. Just today today I broke my saving-box and decided to come.” “We’re happy to do it for you without you paying. We like what you’re doing.” I saw how happy he was while leaving the office, and I was happy too for encouraging him to be better. May he prosper in all he does 🙏 ©U.E

“Those Fulani men came shooting, wearing army camouflage, shooting everywhere, Moments later, we saw army Hilux vehicles giving them cover.” — VeryDarkMan interviewing youth leader of Angwan Rukuba in Jos, Plateau who shares an eyewitness account today.

You started a talking stage with a lady online. Everything about her profile seemed great. Hot pictures. Nice physique. One day, you decide to finally meet with her physically. The both of you agree to meet at a nice restaurant. She looks really good physically, save for the heavy make-up. Her wig looks expensive and her dress is perfect. But there was something about the way she gripped your hand. It wasn't the soft, feminine touch of a lady, the hand was rough, almost masculine. Regardless, you don't think much about it. Maybe she's used to working hard you tell yourself, there are ladies like that. After the date at the restaurant, the both of you start making out in your car & you can't wait to get down to the real business. You're about to suggest a nearby hotel when you notice the erect ponron bulging out of the dress. Completely horrified, you back away from your online date. “C'mon man, this is 2026. I'm a trans, does it really matter? I really like you” shim says. What will you do next?

I went to school when Goodluck Jonathan was President. That was during Nigeria's economic boom. Yet, I saw people struggle to pay N12k for school fees. I saw people come to school with N2k, N5k as pocket money. Some came with foodstuff and "remember the home you came from." Flight to Benin was between N12k to N18k. I usually went to school, filling the biggest travelling box with provision, and it cost me N30k to do that. My pocket money was between N25 to N30k and it was sufficient. I was feeding my friends in hostel and was named most generous person in the hostel. I went to a to secondary school with children of the rich, so I already knew the other reality of life. What I was seeing in UNIBEN was a far cry. To do everything I listed above today, you need over 500k because this government has plunged us into darkness. Now, in 2026, when our lives should have significantly improved from the progress made by the GEJ government, we went from the clueless Buhari to killer of hope Tinubu. Exchange rate is over the roof. Flight is exorbitant. Feeding is a luxury. School fees is out of the reach of two income household. People are dying daily because they cant afford health care. The government is taxing people to death. Yet, we have clowns defending the cost of living in a country that minimum wage is N70k. Meanwhile, the money released for health care of 200m people was N36 million naira. NNPC stole N210 Trillion but it is the masses that should be taxed to raise money and the masses that should have to endure economic hardship and pay exorbitant fee to get the available poor quality education. Today, people are paying above 100k to 500k for public education. Nonsense! I am very convinced you people defending this are mad and with all due disrespect, you're very mad.

Please look at these pictures. Look at it very closely and zoom in. This is the government-funded Ramadan feeding program in Sokoto. Sokoto state govt claims they budgeted 1 billion naira for what you are seeing here. Even during Ramadan holy month, These wicked lunatic criminal thieves in government are still stealing.

This God!!! I never see his kind before 😭. What happened in our theatre today...my hands are still shaking as i write this. She walked into our hospital pale… shaking… blédéing. Her wrapper was soaked. “I’m so weak,” she whispered. We rushed her in. Pregnancy test, negative. Scan report “Very large fibroid.” The blééding was controlled. Surgery was scheduled. She went home. But the date didn’t reach. Three days later, she was carried back in. "I fainted twice at home" She said. Her lips were white. Her voice barely there. She held the doctor’s coat and begged, "Please… operate on me. I’ve completed the money. I don’t want to d!e." There was something about the way she said it. Like someone who had already said goodbye in her heart. We moved fast. Consent signed. Blõõd arranged. Theatre ready. The obstetrician-gynecologist began the surgery, expecting to remove a massive fibroid. The room was quiet except for the sound of the suction machine. Then suddenly The doctor froze. He leaned closer. His eyes widened. “Wait…” We all looked at him. His voice shook. “This is not a fibroid.” My heart started racing. He reached carefully inside and lifted something small. And then A tiny arm moved. "It’s a baby!" he shouted. For a second, nobody breathed. A baby. Alive. Small. Premature. Covered in blõõd. I felt my knees weaken. The baby let out a weak cry. The anaesthetist looked at the monitor in disbelief. “How was this missed?” Before we could recover from the shock The doctor looked back inside again. His face changed. "There’s another one…" Tears filled my eyes before she even said it. Minutes later Another baby was delivered. A girl. A boy and a girl. Twins. We were supposed to remove a tumour. Instead, we were holding two living babies. The room that prepared for loss… Turned into a delivery room. Some of us were crying openly behind our masks. When the mother woke up in recovery, she looked confused. "Is the fibroid gone?" she whispered weakly. The doctor smiled through tears. "There was no fibroid." We placed two tiny wrapped babies beside her. "You had twins." She stared at them like her brain couldn’t understand what her eyes were seeing. Then she started crying. Deep, painful, grateful tears. "I was told I couldn’t conceive…" she sobbed. All those weeks of blééding… All the fear of dy!ng… And inside her God was hiding two heartbeats. Today, as a nurse, I learned something I will never forget: Sometimes what looks like a problem (on the scan) Is a miracle in disguise. What was scheduled as a surgery for loss… Turned into the birth of a boy and a girl. And there wasn’t a dry eye in the theatre. 😭 #Copied

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POV: your mother inlaw watching you get excited to marry her son who chases them with knif£ when he’s drunk.

We need 100,000 people to post this on their WhatsApp status so our parents, elders, and villagers can see it. APC is sharing expired COVID-19 food meant for poor people in 2019- 2020. Post it today, tomorrow, and the next day with different captions. Let everyone see it. RT

Which one pain pass? A) it’s over between us B) Trasnformer don blow C) Are you sure you plug your phone here?

Looking for what to give up this Lent? Give up fear of failure, feelings of unworthiness, pleasing people, bitterness, anger, unforgiveness, harsh words, rash judgment, impatience, comparison, always complaining, fault-finding, speaking ill of others, gossiping, impurity, mediocrity, addictions, negativity, worry, ungratefulness, and finally, give up giving up so easily.

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Yesterday though