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Lmao! In lagos, Agbero will collect money from you and probably stay with you until your car is fixed. If it’s midnight, they might even camp by your car to protect it. In Ibadan however, the Agberos are not interested in your 5k They will steal the brain box, car battery, side mirror, wiper, front and back light, and the Tyres. Choose your villain.

My photo of the day In the middle of Ojude Oba, I noticed an elderly foreign woman with a camera, documenting our culture. While many of us were living the moment, she was preserving it. Sometimes it takes an outsider to remind us how extraordinary our own stories are

My photo of the day In the middle of Ojude Oba, I noticed an elderly foreign woman with a camera, documenting our culture. While many of us were living the moment, she was preserving it. Sometimes it takes an outsider to remind us how extraordinary our own stories are

i think you guys just have weird friendships bc what does this even mean my friends bfs become part of the friend group while they’re dating and they get cut off the second it’s over

every girl needs to experience sleepy sex🥹

My sister's Boyfriend ask for permission everytime he wants her to sleep over.😂

Wait for the result😁

Clash reportedly erupts between secondary school students and their teachers

Someone is screaming for help, but you assume she’s just enjoying sex. This is why we must be our brother’s keeper. Never turn a deaf ear when you hear a scream like this. Few years ago, I lodged in a hotel because there was no light in my apartment. Around 12:05am, I heard a loud, piercing scream coming from the room next to mine. At first, I ignored it, but when the noise became intense and continuous, I called the receptionist to check on it. She didn’t respond. So I went to the door myself and knocked. Immediately, the screaming reduced drastically, but I could still hear a muffled humming sound — like someone’s mouth was tied or covered. I knocked again. A male voice replied, “We’re fine.” As I turned to leave, I heard hurried movement toward the door from inside, like someone desperately rushing. That was when I knew something was seriously wrong. I knocked harder and said firmly, “This is Inspector David. I received a distress call. Open this door right now!” When the door opened, I was shocked. A young girl was lying naked on the bed, weeping bitterly, with her hands tied to the bedpost. When I asked what happened, she said the last thing she remembered was going out with the guy to a lounge. They ate and drank and that was all. She had no idea how she ended up in the hotel room. The heartbreaking part? She was a virgin before that night. Moral: Don’t assume. Don’t ignore screams. Sometimes what looks like “fun” is actually a cry for help. Be vigilant. Be your brother’s keeper.

It’s funny how Yoruba people assume everyone understands Yoruba in Lagos😂😂 I mean a random stranger just walks up to me and I’m hearing gbati gbati. Idk what you’re talking about bro 😭