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Let me put this into perspective for you. My grandfather was a man of timber and caliber, father to the late Chief Gani Fawehinmi. Activism runs through my bloodline like oxygen, not a costume I wear for relevance or coins. Now look at you. No lineage. No legacy. No traceable contribution to this nation beyond the noise you generate on a borrowed timeline. Your family tree is a stump. You are not qualified to engage me. You are not even a footnote. You are a misplaced, digitally homeless individual with the intellectual depth of a puddle, stumbling across platforms you clearly lack the pedigree to navigate. The moronic display you are putting on right now is not surprising. It is, in fact, the only language available to someone with nothing to offer and no history to stand on. As you were.

I was told by a 22yr old today that there was no way people were writing 10 page papers without AI.

I really want to know what people who stopped drinking soda replaced it with. What did you replace soda with?

Three giants of Formula 1

Boo of the booless indeed.

There’s no reason for anyone that grew up in a Yoruba family to not be fluent in sarcasm, if you know, you know.

Big mama 😘

Yoruba women cooked with “oko mi”. Such a clutch double entendre

Being black in a corporate is funny because why am I more cool with the security guards and cafeteria staff than my actual coworkers? 😂😂😂

One thing you quickly learn living in the UK is how often the phonetic alphabet is used to spell things out clearly, especially over the phone. I use it almost every minute at work 😭 Alpha, Bravo, Charlie, Delta, Echo, Foxtrot, Golf, Hotel, India, Juliett, Kilo, Lima, Mike, November, Oscar, Papa, Quebec, Romeo, Sierra, Tango, Uniform, Victor, Whiskey, X-ray, Yankee, Zulu. Are you familiar with it?