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These are what week men suffer in marriages when they're too scared to lead their wives. They want to always please their wives so as to appear nice but they forget women don't like nice men. Your wife must have reduced your worth so much that she's not just slapping you but slapping you while you're asleep. What a bombshell! Shalom!

@TDeisine But you do this effortlessly for your dad and all he does in return is to “provide” but when it comes to your man he’s asking for too much !

Men are not providers, they just realized early that provision is a tool for control hence they are holding onto it for power. Ask a man why a woman should submit to him and the first thing you hear is “I am the provider” Ask a man why his wife needs his permission before leaving the house and he reminds you he is a provider. Ask a man why he believes house chores are beneath him and he will remind you he provides. Ask a man why be believes he can cheat but his wife shouldn’t cheat on him and he will tell you he provides. Provision is just a tool for control, that’s why they complain about financially stable women not being submissive, it’s simply them not being able to use provision to subjugate these women.

For decades, many parts of Iran have struggled with severe drought. Now, some of those same regions are seeing levels of rain and snowfall not recorded in over 60 years. This shift comes shortly after a strike on a secret weather-modification and cloud-seeding base in the UAE, raising new questions about the timing and cause of the strike. Is this just a natural weather cycle, or could there have been outside interference all along? Were the US, Israel, and other adversaries secretly deploying technology to block rain and snowfall in Iran?

I no sure say person go fit sleep after watching this Yoruba movie 😂 Even lalude with all his charms can’t stop the alujonu

Tense moment a man got furious and fought a transgender woman on a show after she flirted with him and asked if he wanted to kiss her. You won’t believe who won. 😂

too real 😂😂😂

Ivan Toney saw the devil for a sec 😂😂😭😭😭😭😭😭

My director you sef reason am abi ?

This is the regular horny for a man that you people were asking him to endure for 4 years because "marriage is not all about sex" 😊😊

“Na person send me the video of my brother where police shu ut am da! ” - Brother of the guy modad by Nigerian policeman 🎥 credit : @bbcnewspidgin

When an elephant dies, there's hardly a fight over its carcass. All parties present seem to understand that there's enough to go round. There's a lot to take from this

My father's best friend was a man called Uncle Bayo who disappeared from our lives without explanation. I was 12 the last time I saw him. He came to our flat in Gbagada, argued with my father in the bedroom for an hour, and walked out without saying goodbye to me. My father never spoke his name again. Neither did my mother. Uncle Bayo became a silence with a shape. Twenty-six years passed. I was in Philadelphia for a conference. A networking dinner at a hotel downtown. Across the room, a man about my father's age caught my eye and held it too long. He approached me during dessert and said my surname like it was a question he already knew the answer to. We sat in the hotel lobby until 2am. He told me the story my father never did. They had started a construction company together in the early 90s. It had failed because of a contract dispute with a senator. The senator had paid only half the money and refused the rest. The debt had crushed them. Uncle Bayo had blamed my father for trusting the senator. My father had blamed Uncle Bayo for not reading the fine print. The friendship had shattered. Two men who had been closer than brothers had become strangers over something neither of them could control. Uncle Bayo had moved to America after the falling out. He had built a new life, a new business, a small contracting firm in West Philly. He had married a Ghanaian woman and had two daughters. He had never returned to Nigeria. He had never called my father. He had assumed the silence was mutual. I asked why he approached me now. He said he recognised my face because I looked like my father at 30. He said he had been waiting for decades to see that face again, to explain something that was never about betrayal. He said the argument had been about shame, not money. Both men had felt they failed each other. Neither had known how to say it. I called my father from the hotel room. It was 3am in Lagos. He answered on the second ring, voice thick with sleep and alarm. I told him who I was sitting with. The line went quiet. Then my father did something I had never heard him do. He cried. Not softly. The kind of crying that comes from a place words cannot reach. Uncle Bayo flew to Lagos 3 months later. They met at the same flat in Gbagada. They sat in the same living room where the argument had happened. They didn't re-litigate the past. They just sat together, two old men with white hair and matching hypertension medication, and let the silence heal. My father died last year. Uncle Bayo spoke at the funeral. He said the greatest thief in life is not money or failure. It is the belief that there is always more time. Call them. The debt is not theirs. It is yours.

The @HQNigerianArmy must immediately release Chidiebere Justice, also known as @JusticeCracks whose car was reportedly sighted at the offices of the Defence Intelligence Agency having been picked up by Brigadier General W.A.Adegoke. His only “offence” appears to be speaking out and raising alarm over the extrajudicial killing of a youth corps member and drawing attention to the conditions faced by soldiers on the frontlines. #FreeJusticeCracksNOW

Kiss as much as you want because there is no kissing in marriage.

@ThreadwayPRIME Na yansh separate like that !

Quick fire questions with Victor Osimhen🔥

“Cause I’m worth ten” is hard AF😂

Please learn to put your phone on maintenance mood before giving out for repair. Please watch the video and learn 1 or 2 things!!

@ThreadwayPRIME @theayoadams Lmao

@SomideToheeb @theayoadams I’ll take law into my own hands for you bro.

I beat one keke rider at this junction on Saturday night. I was coming from a burial with my friends. Yeah, he deserved it because my friend is still in pain from the impact after he knocked him down. I wish I could beat him again. I was high and still vexed that my guy who brought us with his car left early, so I transferred all my anger on him.