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Me, my Wife and Driver

Posted on November 11, 2012 by isimbabibukar

As my driver was driving me to the airport. I realized i forgot an important document, so I asked him to take me back home. On getting home i heard my wife singing happily in the bathroom, so quietly opened … Continue reading →

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STORY OF THE FLYING

Posted on November 10, 2012 by isimbabibukar

PART 2 Make I no long the story, after the wonderful pepper soup, which she liked, me and am just go pam for one corner like dat. The corner was actually Imma’s closed shop. It was dark. And it was … Continue reading →

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