Chukwudi Adaeze Favour

@Plaudits001 @instablog9ja U sure say you be chef?

@instablog9ja As a chef, I’m backing her 100% 😌 Crayfish na flavor booster, no be by force for every pot. E get dishes wey go shine better without amonce you overdo, you go drown the real taste. Crayfish is a dominant like curry power, becareful how you use it in some food.

Crayfish in Everything or Some Foods Are Off Limits, What Do You Think? 🦐🤔

@JayNaija @thedispenser_ I'm 19th🤭

@thedispenser_ April 22

Drop yours

@sergio_de_ennin @thedispenser_ I'm 19th🤭

@thedispenser_ 18th April

@currentiyke Adaeze ❤️🤭

What’s the best girl’s name for a first daughter?🤔

@Itz__Priscy Single and not searching

What is your relationship status? 1) Single 2) Married 3) I just wan knáck 4) Complicated 5) Situationship 6) Confused 7) Single & not searching.

@SakaGadgetPlug_ Deal

You're given 24 million to dùmp your Partner. Deal or No deal? 😂

@Derahobs My friend Rest

PS5 you don’t have. iPhone 17 you don’t have. Benz you don’t have. Clean sneakers you don’t have. Fresh haircut you don’t have. Even gym you don’t go. 500k in your account? No Girlfriend too you don’t have. What exactly do you have?🌚

@educatedtug01 My Son🥺❤️

If money isn’t an issue, who is the first person you’re spoiling shamelessly?

@instablog9ja Money ooooooooooo

“Be honest… na which one you need pass right now? 👀😂” Drop your number make we know your current situation 😂👇

@MrMekzy_ A new phone 🤦

You act like you’re okay but deep down you want what?

@AweniOnibata A new phone 🥺

#20,000,000 hits your account rn, what’s the first thing you’re buying?

@osemagnum 10cm

how many cm must the vagina be dilated before a baby is born? fastest fingers. one guess. it isn't not a trick question.

@oku_yungx The feeling is mutual 😊

I need a nonchalant response to “I hate you”

@fifss__ Makeup and bra

Ladies, Delete 2 forever. 👇

@SakaGadgetPlug_ I'm always teary

Women have 3 type of anger. Silence, Shouting 🥹 and crying 😭 where do you belong my sister?

@Naija_PR Black

…and don’t say black. Let’s go!

@degogetteer 11 years 😂 you're wicked Sir

I once asked my longtime girlfriend to attend a colleague’s birthday party with me. She’s not the outing type, always focused on her hair and bag business she runs online. But I convinced her, told her she might meet potential customers since my female colleagues would be there. That was how she agreed. A few hours into the party, one yahoo guy pulled up on a power bike. The sound alone scattered the music—everyone paused to look because it was an outdoor event. The guy parked like James Bond. Took off his helmet, wore dark shades, stepped down in a sleek black expensive leather jacket. Omo… I can’t lie, I just disliked him instantly—for no reason. Out of all the girls there, it was my babe I caught him talking to when I stepped away to grab small chops for us. I rushed back. She tried to introduce us, but the guy clearly wasn’t interested in me—everything I asked him, he answeredher as though she’s the one asking. I had to hold her hand and pull her away. A few days later, I checked her phone… and saw they were chatting. I was furious. I raised my voice and told her to delete his number immediately. She said it was just business—that he wanted to buy the most expensive hair and bags she had, for his girlfriend. Nothing more. She even asked me, “Did you see anything bad in the chats?” Truth is… the chats were clean. But I was still upset. I kept wondering—how did they even exchange contacts? I didn’t leave her side for long. Anyway, she stood her ground. Said I was the one who convinced her to come out, and nothing would ever happen between her and a yahoo guy. Not long after, he ordered hair worth 750k and bags worth 300k—two really expensive ones. When she asked for his address to waybill the items, he told her to send hers instead—said he’d come pick them up himself. She sent her address. Then he sent it back to her house… as the delivery destination. He bought everything for her. Meanwhile, since she started the business, I have never bought anything from her to support her but I usually pray for her and escort her to the market. Anyway, after that purchase, things changed. I stopped seeing my babe as often as before. My calls went unanswered and she took forever to reply my chats The next time I saw my babe… was on her friend’s WhatsApp status. South Africa. With him. That’s how a yahoo boy used hair and bags to collect my 11-year relationship.

@Joanciara2 @Ogunleye2002 @yabaleftonline Bro normal delivery isn't sweet at all labour pains no be here

@Ogunleye2002 @yabaleftonline U think the normal delivery is sweet?

X user reacts to a man celebrating his wife for giving birth to their child.

@slimvnsn @akinlayoba31724 Yes🥺😭

@akinlayoba31724 You wanna talk?

A woman who called my number by mistake at 2am on a Wednesday. I almost didn't pick up. Unknown number. Middle of the night. Everything about it said ignore it and sleep. I picked up anyway the way you sometimes do things for no reason you can later explain. She was looking for someone named Tunde. Her voice was the kind of calm that sits just on top of panic. Like she had decided to be composed and was concentrating hard on staying there. I told her she had the wrong number. She apologised quietly and hung up. I lay there in the dark thinking about her voice for longer than made sense for a thirty second call with a stranger. She called back four minutes later. Said she was sorry. Said she had tried the number three times and kept getting me. Said Tunde wasn't answering any of his phones and she didn't know what else to do. I asked if she was okay. She laughed once. Short. The kind that isn't really a laugh. Said her son had been in an accident. That she was at a hospital in Gbagada and didn't know anyone nearby and Tunde was her brother and she just needed a voice she recognised but couldn't reach one. I was in Yaba. Fifteen minutes away. I don't know what I was thinking. I'm not sure I was thinking. I told her I was coming. She went silent for long enough that I thought the call had dropped. Then she said I don't know you. I said I know. I'm coming anyway. I found her outside the emergency ward. Small woman. Maybe fifty. She had been crying but stopped and you could see exactly where she had stopped. She looked at me when I walked up with the specific suspicion of someone who had lived in Lagos long enough to know that strangers arriving at 2am usually want something. I sat down next to her on the bench and said nothing. We sat like that for almost an hour. Her son was in surgery. Tunde eventually called back. The crisis slowly found its edges. Around 4am she looked at me sideways and asked why I came. I told her I didn't know. She nodded like that was the most honest answer I could have given. Her son made it. I know because she called three days later from the same number to say so. We spoke for maybe ten minutes. She asked my name properly for the first time. Then she said something I have carried since. Said she had lived sixty one years and learned to be careful about who she let close. Said life had given her good reasons for the caution. Said she never expected the one person who showed up when it mattered most to be someone who had dialed wrong. I think about that night whenever I'm tempted to ignore something that feels inconvenient. Sometimes the most important place you will ever be is the place you had absolutely no plan to go.

@morningsta58657 @instablog9ja Amen

@instablog9ja Maybe he's pained cause he'll never get to experience it in his life

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