Michael Akan

my king!😭

Bokku is selling a full chicken N4900 Ile ise yin oni jona o Bokku 💃🏽💃🏽💃🏽💃🏽

i love songs with titles that ain’t part of the lyrics. drop one you know 🔥

Why is Seyi Tinubu on the posters ?? I don’t fucking know what Goodluck Jonathan’s kids look like or yar’adua wtf is this ????

“My brother and I are not on talking terms to this day.” — Nigerian man shares the incident that made him cut ties with a family member.

I’m beginning to see a pattern here, and even though I may be wrong, my conviction is stronger than my doubt. I have a theory that there’s a reverse APC campaign going on on the TL. Yes, those protest tweets that get deleted one hour after they go viral. They make a post against the government, especially regarding protests, then delete it, and the quotes are filled with the same set of influencers saying things like: “They threatened him???” “Ahh, what really happened?” “Chai, boss calls have been made,” and so on. Then the people who made and deleted the tweet come out and say, “After God, na government” and “APC is working. You can tweet otherwise on your page 🙏,” to make it look like they were actually threatened. My theory is that no one threatened anyone. They didn’t go to anyone’s family house to hold them or their family hostage. They were not under duress to tweet the disclaimers or delete them. It is reverse PR—pattern recognition right here. And the aim is to scare people from coming out to protest or speak up. If you read between the lines, you’ll see exactly what I’m talking about. You can’t fóol me.

watching your descendants turn white right in front of your eyes is crazy

Fairs😭😭 if na me too i go fold

Look at the date

I knew a guy exactly like this in my 200L 2nd Semester. He lived in the self-con adjacent my compound off campus, and from Monday to Sunday, it was an endless conveyor belt of absolute top-tier women walking into his room. Sometimes they came at 7 AM and sometimes they came in the evening. Our entire street reached the conclusion that this boy was either using juju or doing male hook-up because no amount of money will make you bring those kind of women everyday without going poor! We held a boys’ meeting under the mango tree in front of my compound. Serious analysis, diagrams were drawn, theories were proposed. Because the sheer volume of top-tier women entering and leaving that small room was simply defying the laws of engineering, physics, biology, and every known principle of “how boys in 300 Level are supposed to move.” The matter got infinitely worse the day I saw my own area crush stepping into his house. I violently needed to know what was going on. One day, my roommate and I finally walked up to his door, using the classic Nigerian excuse of asking if his phase had NEPA light so we could see things in 8k. When he opened the door halfway. We braced ourselves for impact. But, we were instantly hit by a thick cloud of Got2b glue, smell of burnt edge control and hot pressing iron. This our supposed BABA for the GIRLS was standing there in a salon apron, holding a hot comb, and violently melting a 36-inch bone-straight frontal into my crush's scalp. Baba was just a wig installer💀

Businesses are folding up!

There was a presidential candidate during the last elections who travelled to Egypt to learn how electrical power distribution for a mega country works and how sustainable power supply can be achieved but Nigerians said NO.