Some guys ehn!
See what Yabatech looks like whenever there is rainfall.
In Yaba College Of Technology, you could hardly find a drainage system. So whenever it rains, this happen. As a federal institution, the government should just do something about this.
John Cena is dead!
Originally Answered: Is John cena dead? John Cena is dead. At least that’s what the Internet is saying. However the professional wrestler didn’t die. He’s just the victim of a social media death hoax. John Cena is just fine. Some might have noticed a message on Facebook or Twitter saying that Cena died from a head injury while perfecting a wrestling stunt with WWE wrestler, Dwayne Johnson The Rock. The rumor is false. This rumor has been going around for months yet it won’t die, even though Cena is still alive and well.
The message about this death is a spam message on Facebook. Well this incident was a year before. At present as per WWE, cena is injured in a 3 way car accident in Philli. But he is not dead and he's still alive. Never always fail to open a link and get the real news.
Diezani Allison Madueke arrested in London.
The former minister, who was one of the most powerful officials of the President Goodluck Jonathan administration, was arrested Friday morning alongside four other people by the British law enforcement agency.
The identities of the four other people arrested along with her could not be immediately ascertained.
PREMIUM TIMES learnt she was arrested for offences related to bribery and corruption being investigated by the UK National Crime Agency.
Two top British officials in London have however confirmed the development to this newspaper. They requested not to be named because they have no permission to speak on the issue.
The British High Commission in Nigeria confirmed that some arrests were made Friday but declined to disclose the identities of those involved.
Joseph Abuku, Press and Public Affairs Officer, said, “This morning, five people between the ages of 21 and 60 were arrested on suspicion of bribery and corruption offences. The crimes are
being investigated by the National Crime Agency. “The National Crime Agency does not confirm identity at arrest nor provide information that could be used to corroborate the identity of an
arrested individual.”
www.premiumtimesng.com/news/190933-exclusive-ex-
petroleum-minister-diezani-alison-madueke-arrested-
in-london.html
Yabatech student attemted suicide for been dumped by a girl.
A student of Yaba College of technology (name and other details withheld) has just attempted suicide by drinking Snipper killer. He drank the liquid mixed with little juice to give it a sweet taste after he was dumped by his girlfriend.
The cry of pain and continuous calling of the girl name drove his hostel mates attention towards him and they quickly rushed him to hospital. The doctor had treated him and he is now getting better. We were told he recently converted to Islam because of the girl (funny dude).
The girl said he dumped him because he talks anyhow. What a world!
On a journey to Europe.
Note: This is a true life story. Names of persons used are not real. If you have passed through scenarios like this and your name is also used in the story you are about to read. I am sorry, it is just mere coincidence. All contents are owned by mrlaw. DO NOT COPY. Tnks
My name is Niyi Olagunju, and this is my true life story. I have always wanted to leave for Europe after secondary school. I have heard so many stories and testimonies that it is the land of hope. Even if these stories aren't true, my television isn't lying. Whenever i am watching the tv and see a place full of white men, to me the place is Europe and i just fantasize myself there.
On many occasions i had lied to my friends in secondary school that my parent are planning to send me to Europe. I had always told them preparations will start immediately after our final exam. Meanwhile, deep in my heart i knew my parent don't have the financial capacity
John Mikel Obi welcomes twins.
He uploaded the picture on his instagram page and captioned it:
''My whole world in my arms, welcome to the world, my angels #twins''
https://instagram.com/p/7xfMQ_PvJf/
Cultist killed and dumped infront of Yaba College of technology. Yaba Lagos
Four funny ways to become a celebrity.
1. Fake your death : Lie down in the comfort of your home after taking orijin mixed with a friedrice and beans combo, get a friend to take a deathfie of you then get another stupid friend to post on his social media accounts cos obviously
Mr skiibi sorry (dimwit) you are dead and cant do it. Just make sure you don’t come back from the land of the dead wearing only one pair of jeans always.
2. Donate your virginity: I don’t know if
virginity is an amount in a bank account
that you can donate, but if you have your
virginity please donate it freely and don’t care if the men you want to donate it to are boko haram members who’ve been konji deprived or uncircumcised’.
3. Have a baby mama: 2face has, reminisce has, olamide has, iyanya has, and the list is endless. If you are too dump to already know this or no girl wants to have a child with you cos they’d rather be another baby mama to Iyanya, don’t worry your ass too much, i have girls in my village who would confuse you for iyanya as long as you have a tight boxers, six packs(not necessarily) and you are always taking pictures barechested.
4. Dress Funny : I dont care how top notch your dress sense is but if you want to become a celeb in Nigeria, you need to
dress funny. Either you wear a green suit, red trousers and a yellow shoe like you fell of a rainbow(pls don’t let KCEE see this) or you do a hairstyle that seems like you planted two taribo west’s head on your head. For the ladies make sure your hair is looking like it was weaved by Aso oke experts and if you must wear bumshort then go have a baby bump first.
Not in this world (The power of codeine). Part5
It was now about 5hours of my death. I was now getting used to the new environment. The noises and wept around me had drastically reduced. I could now feel and get hold of things around me.
Suddenly i woke up and it was all a dream. I could move but at a very slow pace. The time is now 5:40a.m. I walked slowly to the toilet using objects around me as support. I deep my right hand in my pocket, i felt my phone and immediately placed a call to Shoew. It rang at my end but there was no response. Maybe the guy still dey sleep, i thought. I walked back to my room. It was now time for prayer. I was too weak to go to the mosque. That is even the last thing on my mind right now, i thought. But i couldn't escape the prayer as mum came to my room to call my awareness. I walked to the mosque which is about 3 houses away from mine. I joined the prayer but was a bit faster than the rest of the congregation. Am now aware of the fact that am not dead but am still not in control of body. This feeling is nothing compared to that of drunkenness, i thought.
On getting home, i sat in the living room. My mum came to me to report Raji. She explained how he disturbed the neighborhood with the loud noise emanating from his generator. How my dad was so angry that he threatened to kill him if he didn't stop the generator. She also made mention of the fact that she was very surprised i slept all through even with the horrible sound. I just told her i heard the noise but was too tired to stand up.
Immediately she left, i start to relate her explanation with my horrible experience of death. So the dream i heard that i died and my dad was weeping is not real. He was only shouting to express his anger at Raji. I picked my phone and placed a call to Shoew which he picked at first beep. I told him about the experience i had. How my brain was multitasking and how i couldn't differentiate what was real and what was not. He told me the reason for that was as a result of the codeine and indian-hemp in the drink we took in the party. He said he had an almost alike experience. We both laughed till a lady machine voice interrupted saying "your account is low, this call will be terminated soon".
The end.
Not in this world ( The power of codeine). Part4
The place was just am empty space with only me in it. No one to explain my travails to me. I feel dejected. On the other hand i could feel the pain in the heart of my parents, i never knew they love me this much. My sense of feeling had gone. I couldn't feel my body either. I need no prophet to tell me am a dead man. The dreams i have had of becoming a great man. So i didn't even stay on earth to raise my own family with Tinu, the love of my life. What will happen to her if the news reach her that am dead. This is no good. I didn't plan it this way , i thought. But how did i die?
I asked myself that question. The rate of my heartbeat had become very fast due to the random thoughts and regrets. I need to use my brain (that's if the dead think). I relaxed myself, i gave a deep breathe in other to catch my breath to reduce the speed of my heartbeat. I couldn't remember anything even as much as i tried.
Back where my body was. I could here things there. My father kept shouting Shittu's name. Where is he? "Look what they did to my son. I swear i will kill him". He kept on saying "i will kill them", "i wikl kill him" as he screams on top of his voice. Oh! Shittu, that name gave me something to think about. Then i remembered Shoew. He was the one i went away with, but why is popsy (daddy) screaming Shittu's name. Shittu is the name of another guy in the neighbourhood and am sure i didn't leave the house with him. Nah hin sabi jare, poor old man. The death of his son has deteriorating is thinking.
I remembered going to a place with cemetery behind it and a shrine. Yes!, it was slimbeat that took myself, Shoew and his very own friend there. He must have used something on me. My eyes filled with tears. The bastard had used me for rituals. I remembered the sip of drink i had, that must have caused my death. "The bastard go soon blow after using me for rituals", i wept. I never knew the dead cries. "But Shoew isn't dead", i thought. So he is a part of the plan, i thought him to be my best friend. Poor me, i trusted him. "But not on this earth will Shoew and co spend the money from the returns of my death," I vowed.
To be continued.
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