
CoCobuilds (podcaster) | ProductManager
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CoCobuilds (podcaster) | ProductManager
@kohzyCoco
Startups love fast, I keep the Content & Product side simple, strategic & scalable. Podcaster | Content + PM + Clarity



Asked me to send a selfie mid work and I refused. He sent me a view once of the selfie a girl sent to him. Ke 2026 emi 🤣🤣🤣🤣

Getting laid off at this time is crazy! Wishing y'all the best out there.


“When love prays” Let it not be more than that movie that it is. A pastor’s daughter married to an imam’s son from the north(even if he’s not from the north)? That agenda should be dead on arrival abeg. I can’t believe actual Christians accepted the script and acted it out. 🙄

Movies do not have to fit into the narrative you want it to. These things happen and those who fuck with it , fuck with it.



No that is you exerting dominance. Let her know that you can also taste your dick so she’s not special.




There’s a flat in the compound next to mine. I see it clearly from my kitchen, especially when I’m cooking. At first I thought it was normal neighbors, but after months of watching, something feels off. The flat is used by four men. Late 40s. Corporate look. Wedding ring vibes. The cars even confirm it, Siena, big SUVs with double back seats, proper family cars. These are clearly married men. But they don’t live there. They come one at a time. Sometimes two. I’ve never seen all four together. They stay few hours… sometimes they sleep over… then leave quietly. Then the girls started coming. Different girls. Early 20s. Some come with textbooks. Some with lab coats. Some wearing departmental shirts. No guessing needed, these are students. The pattern became obvious. One man comes. One girl comes. They stay. He leaves. Another day, another man. Another girl. Same routine. No noise. No disturbance. Just quiet rotation. Until this evening. Two of the men came together. Two cars. They parked almost at the same time and went inside laughing like close friends. After a while, one of them came outside to answer a call. I heard him say: “Okay, when you’re coming, come with your friend.” He went back inside. About 20 minutes later, a girl arrived. Young. Holding books. Definitely student. She entered the flat. Few minutes later, another girl arrived too. She looked a bit older and more confident. She went in. Not up to two minutes… the door opened. Voices. The first girl stepped out fast. She looked confused… then shocked. She looked at one of the men and said: “Uncle…?” Everybody froze. The second man looked at the second girl… then at the first girl… then back again. The second girl said: “Wait… that’s my cousin.” Silence. Turns out… the “come with your friend” he told her… she brought her cousin. His sister’s daughter. Same family. Same flat. Same setup. Right now the voices are getting louder. One of them is pacing. One girl is on the phone. The other looks like she’s about to cry. The men are trying to calm things down. I’m literally in my kitchen pretending to cook but I no dey miss anything. This is happening as I type. I don’t know how this will end yet… but it’s getting messy. Make I observe first. I go give una update soon.


