I couldn’t get myself to stand up when I came to… scratch that; I couldn’t muster the courage to open my damned eyes. My attacker had just dumped the whole content of a three litre orange juice bottle previously designated for breakfast down my face and I had sputtered convulsively, so yeah! They knew I was conscious.
Asiri lovers, get in here fas fas! If you no be Igbo, grab an Igbo fren cause you go need am o?. It went down on Oghenerume Freda Okarevu’s wall (it’s still going down till now sef). Babe wan show herself for Igbo pipu body and they decided to turn her wall into ‘Ogbako Umunna aa’?? as in the kind trolling my Igbo brothers and sisters troll that babe, I never see am before my life. Heygod!