@ Blessing! Pls, you can as well ask your body why it only recieves blood from somebody from your own blood group ONLY and not even from your parent once they are not from your blood group. You want to challenge researches and discoveries? Who else wanna challenge the INIFINITE INTELLIGENCE behind the UNIVERSE and its dynamics?

 Well, i believe that the GOD that allowed PROVERBS 5:19 to become part of the Scriptures, knows what He created and that the Bosom  and its milk, will be more than enough for the HUSBAND and his unborn babIESSSSSSS. What do you think?

My brother, CHURCH BUSINESS IS BIG BUSINESS Now o! especially in Nigeria were a greater percentage of the people are religious minded and yet very poor.

 Its no longer news that alot of women are dying of various types of cancer more especially Bosom .
   But a latest research has found out that WOMEN who have sex with their husbands atleast THREE TIMES A WEEK or more, had the least and little or no chance of developing Bosom  cancer. Women who have sex with their husbands once a week or twice in a month have a GREATER CHANCE of developing Bosom  cancer.
   Also the research found out the Girls who get their Bosom s sucked regularly by men not their husbands also are at GREATEST RISK of dveloping Bosom  cancer. Why? The research said once a lady or a guy is having segxwal relation with someone not his or her husband or wife, their heartbeat and the pump of blood around their systems become irregular. This triggers the release of some dangerous chemicals which finally deposit itself on the Bosom  region and sometimes on the pelvic region. This sometimes may lead to cervical cancer for the lady or prostrate cancer for the man.

I think the woman needs miik but did not have enough money to buy. Instead of biting another woman, she should tell her husband. Maybe he can supply her from down below, even if he dosnt have the money to buy from a nearby shop .

  YES! AT LONG LAST, one of the cures for HIV/AIDS HAS FINALLY BEEN DISCOVERED. This has nothing to do with the "PREVENTION IS BETTER THAN CURE" saying or "THE ABSTINENCE IS THE BEST MEDICINE" adage .No way! Am talking about a complete and total healing of the body.
                NOTE also:             
        This is not HERBAL MEDICINE Or OYIBO MEDICINE like anti-retroviral drugs etc. NO WAY!

     ITS JUST VERY-SIMPLE-TO-APPLY-HEALTH-PROCEDURES you need to take within  30 days to get rid of HIV/AIDS and any other segxwally transmitted disease out of your system COMPLETELY.

    This e-manual will be launched online in no other place than here at NIAJA PALS before Saturday depending on the number of people willing to have it.
     JUST INDICATE YOUR INTEREST BY POSTING: "RESERVE" in the reply menu right here.
     
I strongly advice that even if you dont have HIV/AIDS, you need this e-manual because somebody close to you might need it tomorrow.

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WelCOME 2 d year of possibilities, d beginning of new beginnings, d year of glory and power in which U will meet all unmet goals. Enjoy d year.

EPISODE 2
…..As I was squatting down in an attempt to scoop with my ears, more of the words he was saying, something rather strange happened.
The fugitive who has all the while been acting weak and feeble, SUDDENLY lifted his arms and almost immediately grabbed my well-ironed turtle-necked shirt. His Grip was like one who just managed to creep out of the pits of HELL onto the earth ready to tear apart anyone he sees just to get a drop of water down his eternity-long dry throat.
    This unexpectedly furious move pulled me down to my knees and face to face…I mean up close, eye-ball to eye-ball with this nightmare.
 He then said two words, “JOBY SWAGGA” I immediately, responded, “what?” JOBY what? Who is..were is that?”
He responded again, “JOBY SWAGGA, oh! Had it been that I knew better..” As he was saying these words, he was gradually losing his formerly strong deadly grip on my shirt with his two hands.
     I begged, “Pls, what is your name, who is JOBY SWAGGAR? What did he do to you?” But all these questions got not one single answer except one unexpected response.
    The now dying man I am with, as he was at the moment lying flat on the ground and gasping for breathe, reached out to his Bosom  pocket and pulled out a brown ruffled envelope.
    This he handed over to me and said as he breathed his last, “Barrister, promise me that you will do all I instructed inside this envelope” I said to him, “But I ….I …don’t understand, I don’t know what this case is ….” Before I could finish, I noticed a coldness swimming through this young man’s veins on to my skin.
    I was dumb-founded! I didn’t know what to do. Is he dead or has he just fainted? Who is this young man? Were is he coming from? Who has done all these to him? For a young Barrister like me in front of his office on a hot sunny afternoon, it was one question too many to be answered. My dilemma was …should I say short lived or increased as I heard a harsh voice behind me, “So he finally came to you?”
  I quickly looked back, I expected to see a tug or a policeman probably one who has been chasing the fugitive I have been with. But your guess and my guess was not as good as what I saw.
   GOOD HEAVENS!.If you could lay your eyes on what I saw, I mean talking about  the figure standing before me… you would just exclaim, “ BEHOLD! the beautiful one have finally been born”
    The charming beauty of this lady standing before me can best be described as ASTOUNDING. Infact, just the mere sight, my MANHOOD started dripping cum. I have never had such a FIRST-GLANCE DICK DRIPPING before in my entire life. As I was trying to catch my breath from the sight of this masterpiece of mother nature, the lady smiled and began undressing and as she moved towards me. Men! …it was as if........ 

  THE STORY HAS JUST BEGUN!

(Yes! CATCH THE NEXT EPISODE (EPISODE 3) OF “JOBY SWAGGA: My 10 count-charge against the suspect” as it comes up once next week on the one and only NAIJA PALS DOT COM) Feel free to make your comments on this. HAPPY NEW YEAR

Men ladies should relax and allow the guys grab those things and make them feel younger

Men your write-up is very cool. Are you advising me to go on having sex even if na evcry day?

 It was a hot afternoon, the type that sends you baking in the oven of the ageless sun :'(. I was stepping out of my air-conditioned office after being there for the past two hours putting together my files for the case on my desk.
  I immediately heard my name sounding out from someone most likely in desperation just few metres away from the lounge; "Barrister!,Barrister Chidi"  :'(I quickly turned around. Good Lord! I have never seen myself as one who gets so much disturbed simply by the sight of a client who comes crying before you for redress. But this one? You need to have seen.
  Firstly Yes! The person was a HE quite alright, but the kind of tightly-fitted jeans wrapping their strong hands on some skinny legs you would have mistake him for a lady. His face was...emmh..I think if I use the word over flowing, you will think its an exaggeration. No! Its not. His face was profusely dripping with a mixture of sweat and tears all at the same time. The body-hug white shirt he was wearing hand alot dusty map-imprints made on them from different palms. Perhaps he must have pasted through several rounds of struggle through endless queues he found himself that afternoon.
  As all these split-seconds assessments flashed through my mind like Lagosians fleeing a bomb-scare scene,  ;Dthe guy probably in his early thirties SLUMPED and fell into my not so firm-gripping-ready hands. "AHGH! Are you hurt? what is it? ehh? Who are you? Who..who did all these to you?" So many questions desperately seeking answers flew out of my mouth. So much like Odume the palm-wine seller down there at my village brushing his teeth and spitting away the chewing stick particles as if they were coals of fire about to burn his tongue .
  Though not lifeless, but by this time, the guy was already lying flat on the ground. He managed to mutter some words. As I was squatting down in an attempt scoup with my ears, more of the words he was saying, something rather strange happened. What was that?......
     
(Catch EPISODE TWO of "JOB SWAGGA: My 10 count charge against the SUSPECT" here on Naija pals same time tomorrow. Fill free to drop your comments on this. The Story has just begun.)


PROUDLY NIGERIAN

    
   It’s funny that when people reach a certain age, such as after graduating from our UNIVERSITIES here in Nigeria, they assume it’s time to go out and get a job.   But like many things the masses do, just because everyone does it doesn’t mean it’s a good idea.    Shocked?  There are far better ways to make a living than selling yourself into indentured servitude.

    Therefore, am beginning a campaign series on this forum on 10 super-undisputable never-say-die reasons you should do everything in your power to avoid getting a job in 2010.