The girl is not to be blamed my dear, rather we should blame poverty and quest for material things. The old man should be hanged. I wonder why GOD does not send thunder to strike perverts like him. Here in Asia, all the old men and women force young girls and boys especially foreigners to service them.

nobi small thing brother. no shame in ibo land as far as money is involved. At least, I had a taste of it. and to think GOD allowed them to get away with it.

Here in Malaysia, they call us Monkeys but they cannot live without our bananas.

Ok mr. prosper. There are loopholes in your story. You said the girl is your room-mate, not even a house-mate. This means you are sharing a room with a girl? Ok, mr.prosper, swear with your life that you didn't set her up. "say that if what Angela said about you is true, let you never see better in your life" . It's good that both of you are doing immoral thingz.

This is the third news about witchcraft I am reading for the past 4 days. One found herself in a gutter where a rat could not enter.

Now the truth has been revealed. The Islamic lawyer brainwashed her to convert or revert to Islam for enable them to get married. Chei, igbo girl with a brain of yoruba.  well if her pastor father is a true man of GOD, let him go to GOD in prayer.

I remember during  hotel service work at sunway pyramid Malaysia's canteen, ugly and shapeless philippines  women were saying monkeys banana, and this pissed some of Naija guys off, but I maintained my cool eating the banana.

Same thing Victor Chekwube Alisigwe was doing at Nilai college Malaysia by ambushing new students from Nigeria to either steal their money or extort from them. He even went to the extent of using Malaysian police name to extort money from me, but he did not succeed. He continued with this trade until an evil incarnate called Endurance eboigwe osamwegie joined him. Agents of Mr mike andrew yei, Rebuen Chan and shakila Mary. GOD,  I have nothing to say, but all of them will confess. kleptomanias and thieves. They gathered in canteen that Nite Endurance was running towards it shouting he would phyuk me up. GOD, if you don't visit them with your wrath, I would do so until everyone of them confesses.

Na cameroonian na. na wetin dey know best.

Brother, don't mind them, na educated illerates dem be. na dem go still grumble tomorrow. U can imagine how much revenue Dubai made from this lavish wedding  while Naija incured expenditure. make dem no expect naija guys to buy their CD's, they should sell them in Dubai.

Good one bros. But na me be the only who noticed her amazing cleavage?

Na wah for  Naija.

why or what on earth miss journalist?

The name dey omniminous.

Ini Edo, did JESUS tell you to shag your governor? why una dey take HIS name in vain? U don dey call JESUS as if u sabi am when u get lots of dark past and present.

Look at who is calling me a foolish being and idiot. Yeah I reason from the anus while you reason with your rotten brain. despicable piece of rotten shit. retard. article of no commercial value. your mother and sisters are suffering from the spiritual husbands syndrome. good for nothing trash.  A gormless  and buffoon like you. Go look for better things to do instead of hanging out here to post senseless comments attacking an innocent lady who didn't do anything either to you or sisters. Agent of darkness. You will never see better in your life.

I thought people in this forum said she was lying when the story was first reported 2 weeks ago. Now the truth has been revealed. I remember asking what a bed was doing in the DPO's office.

Peter Okoye & Lola Omotayo-Okoye's love story is a fairy tale one.

Peter Okoye told Genevieve Magazine that Lola was way above his level when they met, in fact he was shamed of inviting her to his house as he shared one bedroom house with his brother at the time. Taking to Lola's house by her during his pretentious sickness was the first time he experience what  it was like sleeping in an air-conditioned bedroom  and added he was ashamed to return home as may be she was going to be the one to drop him off. Well read the story in detail as told by Peter Okoye himself during their interview and photo shoot with Genevieve Magazine.

"After we had scaled the hurdle and became friends, I kept preventing her from coming to my house because everyone called her boss.From her wristwatch and everything, I would be like."CHEI! This person no be my level"
One day, I took ill and I guess she tried to reach me but I wasn't picking up. She then called brother who told her I was ill. To my horror she then came over to my house. To be honest with you, I was so ashamed that after she left, I wanted to know who invited her to my house"That person don buy my trouble".
I remember living in a small room which my brother and I shared.Our bed was a mattress on the floor. The wardrobe had clothes overflowing to the floor and the room was littered with unwashed plates and half drunk pure water nylons. I was lying down as a broken fan did its best to circulate the air and she walked in and said hello.
I felt as if I was dreaming. The picture of five boys sharing a two-room apartment was definitely an eye sore. I didn't know where to look when she came in.She just tip-toed to where I was and looked at the environment then called her driver and asked him to come into the compound.
"She picked two shirts and asked me where I kept my underwear.I didn't want her to go there so I told her they were washed and drying outside .She helped me get into her car and took me to her house. I remember sleeping in her arms as we drove through thick traffic. Although I wasn't really ill by this time, I pretended to be very ill especially as I saw the layout of pounded yam and Egusi with goat meat,
Food over, she gave me some medication and I stayed at her place for three days and kept pretending to be ill because I din't know how to go back to my house.
Infact it was the first time in my life I was sleeping in a room with an air conditioner"

Peter Okoye & Lola Omotayo-Okoye's love story is a fairy tale one.

Peter Okoye told Genevieve Magazine that Lola was way above his level when they met, in fact he was shamed of inviting her to his house as he shared one bedroom house with his brother at the time. Taking to Lola's house by her during his pretentious sickness was the first time he experience what  it was like sleeping in an air-conditioned bedroom  and added he was ashamed to return home as may be she was going to be the one to drop him off. Well read the story in detail as told by Peter Okoye himself during their interview and photo shoot with Genevieve Magazine.

"After we had scaled the hurdle and became friends, I kept preventing her from coming to my house because everyone called her boss.From her wristwatch and everything, I would be like."CHEI! This person no be my level"
One day, I took ill and I guess she tried to reach me but I wasn't picking up. She then called brother who told her I was ill. To my horror she then came over to my house. To be honest with you, I was so ashamed that after she left, I wanted to know who invited her to my house"That person don buy my trouble".
I remember living in a small room which my brother and I shared.Our bed was a mattress on the floor. The wardrobe had clothes overflowing to the floor and the room was littered with unwashed plates and half drunk pure water nylons. I was lying down as a broken fan did its best to circulate the air and she walked in and said hello.
I felt as if I was dreaming. The picture of five boys sharing a two-room apartment was definitely an eye sore. I didn't know where to look when she came in.She just tip-toed to where I was and looked at the environment then called her driver and asked him to come into the compound.
"She picked two shirts and asked me where I kept my underwear.I didn't want her to go there so I told her they were washed and drying outside .She helped me get into her car and took me to her house. I remember sleeping in her arms as we drove through thick traffic. Although I wasn't really ill by this time, I pretended to be very ill especially as I saw the layout of pounded yam and Egusi with goat meat,
Food over, she gave me some medication and I stayed at her place for three days and kept pretending to be ill because I din't know how to go back to my house.
Infact it was the first time in my life I was sleeping in a room with an air conditioner"