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This is a test transmisson: Oscar Uniform calling........ Mike Alpha November Delta yankee
How do you read me over...
PS: Confirm ttl ok!
___________________ Awo's political idea was based on the assumption that any town beyond Owo was Igbo or Hausa. Awo was not socialised; he was not a good mixer because he did not have the opportunity, which the secondary school offered. ~TOS Benson, Baba Oba of Lagos
I dreamt about Taurus, the Bull He has an insatiable appetite He prides himself on being a good lover He sets out to master the art of lovemaking He said, kisses, musty fragrance Nibbling neck and throat, are his fancy
I think I must say nay, Such things are beyond me Seeing I'm but a school lad I only dream of a peck & smudge Did you say musk? Somehow 'tis my favoured scent.
I am but a school lad, Or you can call me old fashioned romantic For to hold hands And walk the woods Means the world to me Did I forget the "odd" snuggle?
I am but a school lad Shy, reserved maybe timid Apetite to me means food When I lay me down to sleep I think of school and homework Ok, my mind does wonder too And I dream of being one with U!
I am but a school lad I don't know how to do "it" But am I afraid to learn? My answer must be nay Who would loathe learning With U as a teacher So my fair lady, I enrol!
[ July 08, 2001: Message edited by: Ohafia Udumeze ]
___________________ Awo's political idea was based on the assumption that any town beyond Owo was Igbo or Hausa. Awo was not socialised; he was not a good mixer because he did not have the opportunity, which the secondary school offered. ~TOS Benson, Baba Oba of Lagos
If I had a choice I'd be a metador No red scarf for me though For the bull I'd like to fight Is the one that rages in me Since I saw Ur foto
If I had a choice I'd turn my back and flee! For if from a distance I'm bewitched Then I guess I'd freeze on sight Who then will tell my story? Nay, I'd rather stay alive, I mean die(lol)
If I had a choice I'd swim the Atlantic! Not for bronze or a space in Guiness But to see that which holds me captive Need I say more? Yeah, I'd swim the Atlantic To see U!
If I had a choice I'd cut "this" part of me off And give all of me to the "cause" But then I guess I'd be naive For life in its fullness Must have many aspects The best compartment is reserved 4 U!
___________________ Awo's political idea was based on the assumption that any town beyond Owo was Igbo or Hausa. Awo was not socialised; he was not a good mixer because he did not have the opportunity, which the secondary school offered. ~TOS Benson, Baba Oba of Lagos
Don't you dare turn your back in flight For like the bull I'll come after you I'll woo your surrender like a temptress Into my heart you will fit Where my feelings are hidden For your heart is what I sought
Did you say flight? Perish the thought For how can I flee From the quest of my life? Yet if I do fly 'Twill be into your warm embrace!
Did you say pursue? Yeah, you after me Will blow my cranium For I know not a few souls Will give an arm and a leg To catch a glimpse of U!
Did you say I stalk your dreams? If so, then rest assured We share a common disease Maybe, I'm the sicker For I even behold Your pretty face @ work!
Did you say bull? I'd enjoy the role of a metador, To dance round the circus with U But I don't feet the bill Please, be a race horse So this midget can ride!
___________________ Awo's political idea was based on the assumption that any town beyond Owo was Igbo or Hausa. Awo was not socialised; he was not a good mixer because he did not have the opportunity, which the secondary school offered. ~TOS Benson, Baba Oba of Lagos
I'm not always strong And sometimes I'm wrong But I can't always be The rock that you see When the night gets too long And I just can't go on The woman in me Needs you to be The man whose arms I'm in To hold tenderly 'Cause I've been hit by Cupid Am I dreaming or stupid? Or just a woman in love? Like a kid out of school Like fire out of control Touch me and I'm weak I'm just like a feather in the wind Thread softly with this heart of mine
No more thots of darkness Forget this wide-eyed fears I'm here with U, beside U To guard U and to hold U
Let me be Ur freedom Let me be Ur light Ur safe no one will find U My love will calm and guide U
All I want is freedom Daylight without one nite And you always beside me To love me and to cheer me
Then say U'll share with me Each day, each morning Promise me all U say U'll do Then anywhere U go let me go too
[ July 10, 2001: Message edited by: Ohafia Udumeze ]
___________________ Awo's political idea was based on the assumption that any town beyond Owo was Igbo or Hausa. Awo was not socialised; he was not a good mixer because he did not have the opportunity, which the secondary school offered. ~TOS Benson, Baba Oba of Lagos
Bien venido a mi vida loca (lol). Yeah, no more thots of darkness, of fears Yeah, I'll share with you this freedom This fear with all my love Yeah, let the rising sun guide us As we sail into the golden sunset
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M-aking my life full of fun n laughter A-lways graceful, elegant and regal N-ever giving up on this naughty midget D-esirable and adorable in all your ways Y-ou stole my heart baby!
B-ecause you're always in my mind A-ny pain I'll gladly bear B-asking in the warmth U radiate Y-ou stole my heart baby!
PS: okwa isu walara m espanya(riete!)
___________________ Awo's political idea was based on the assumption that any town beyond Owo was Igbo or Hausa. Awo was not socialised; he was not a good mixer because he did not have the opportunity, which the secondary school offered. ~TOS Benson, Baba Oba of Lagos
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Mgbe ufodu, o kasi nma i ji asusu ozo we kpasue gi uroro(lol).
O-Onye ihe ya n'amasim H- Hapukwanum k'am hie ura, m'obuladi otu abali A- Agam esi aņa chefue gi? F- Fum n'anya I- Idikaririm ezi nma A- Agam esogide gi
U- Umu nnem n'asi na mmanya n'egbum D- Duora ha isi n'obu ihu n'anya n'egbum U- Uvune onu gi kam n'echeta karia M- Mem k'am nwere onwem E- Ee! Adim ka onye ņubigara mmanya oke Z- Zim isi iyi nke ihunanya gi E- Ebem obim g'enwere ezumike
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Folanke, Asking for a menage a trois? Sorry. No vacancies.
However, I do know that there are ample vacancies (with bonus) at Bamidele, Kunle, Bababoyz' camp. Even Bature says there's an opening in his camp...now that his harem has reproductive organs control problem.
BTW, I suddenly feel a little charitable. We can loan you our Ednut... if he has forgiven you for poking his ribs a little while back. Just cross your fingers and pray that he says, yes.
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Amanda, "Menage" what? You have a good sense of humor. But, don't flatter OU too much. OU is alright, but, if he were with me, there would be nothing of him left to expend on you. So, your menage trois is out of the question, unless you just want to hang around to help us clean up after the fact.
As for EdNutcase, may be he should be the one to join you and OU in your 'manage trois.'
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Folanke, I believe you're into raw WBTM deal. I'm into romance and loving...same goes for OU. He's not into raunchy funky stuff as such, funky debauched women makes him do the #4 of "what men do in their restroom thread." I doubt he has any fantastic thot about you.
What am I saying? Study any man you fancy. Be certain and uncompromising about compartibility. That's the key.
However, I still believe that Ednut is the guy for you. I think he can do the "marathon stuff" with you to an extent that you'd have no need for "a clean up afterward".
Dive with me into the river Let's do our special hide n seek Let's from the deepest depth start And to the shalowest bank surface Let the water bubbles betray Our under-water fun and laughter As we swim to the surface, winners
I knew 'twill soon be calm Oh how I loathe the uncouth And the unruly Whose stock in trade is lewdity Oh how I hate Nigeria Where pure romance is a crime!
When you said "dive" My mind went back to our first hello When I beheld your comely countenance And like a kid in kindergatten I'd dived into you And you beacame my river of joy
When you said "depth" My mind travelled to when You let me snuggle up to you how can I forget they look in those eyes! Which pierced my very heart Yeah I was out of my depth In my love for you!
When you said "bubbles" I didn't think of life's bubbles That burst when you least expect But I recall ur giggle and gaiety As we strolled on that white sandy beach I think we sure bubbled What do u think?
___________________ Awo's political idea was based on the assumption that any town beyond Owo was Igbo or Hausa. Awo was not socialised; he was not a good mixer because he did not have the opportunity, which the secondary school offered. ~TOS Benson, Baba Oba of Lagos
Yeah, tis sure we bubbled As I lay on your warm bossom Listening to your every heartbeat Gazing at the setting sun On the vast golden horizon Of our tropical Eden, our Biafra
The sea waves showered us with wet blessing The gorgeous coconut palms waved at us In joyful acquiesence and salutation Singing their wonderful breezy songs You are two souls that beat as one, they sang You are matched by the heavens, they said
As I raised my eyes and beheld yours Your eyes said you'd never leave me Your smile said you that you need me Your hands said you'd catch me if I ever fall You said it best when you said nothing at all
Ah! when I said nought, You knew I was simply lost for words I thought I'd been dreaming Staying so close to U For even the bull was calm As I contemplated your spotless beauty! The creator sure must've spent more time on U
Ah! when I said nought, I felt words couldn't convey My true feelings which my eyes betrayed You mean the universe to me! Jupiter, mars, uranus and venus The sun, moon, clouds and gales Were my brief aboard as I floated In the waves of your breath & k*****
Ah! when I said nought, I was operating in wisdom For it doesn't take much to know That you can't K*** and talk Remember when I stood on my toes Then on your toes to be at eye level?(lol I thot it was better than some platform If I must see your eyes in the vertical(lol)
Ah! When I said nought There wasn't much left to say And I'm glad I'd communicated Through sparkle n twinkle That you're the one thing I care about Knowing you has been a priviledge And I could spend the rest of my days Just winking n smiling at U! U bring so much wholeness 2 me!
___________________ Awo's political idea was based on the assumption that any town beyond Owo was Igbo or Hausa. Awo was not socialised; he was not a good mixer because he did not have the opportunity, which the secondary school offered. ~TOS Benson, Baba Oba of Lagos
This morning I watched you get dressed For office in business suit and matching shoes The girls at the office that the guys Always noticed when they walked by Thought you're not their type (lol) Cause you're not tall enough (lol) Let them all think what they want to They don't know what I know
Cause somethings just don't show It takes a discerning eyes to know Cause for me when I look at you I see you in a different light Your body stretched and straight as chord With love in your eyes In my mind you're a beautiful sight Just like the way I saw you last night
You called me your tempest And I thot that was funny 'Cause I feel you're my storm too Since I set my eyes on you I'm wild again, beguiled again A simpering, wimpering child again!
Bewitched, bothered and bewildered Couldn't sleep and wouldn't sleep Love came and told me I shouldn't sleep Lost my heart, but what of it? Love's the same old sensation And I long for the day when I'll cling to you
What the other gals think don't bother me It's you're feelin' I care about I'm in love and don't I show it Like a babe in your arms And I'll sing to U, bring spring to U And long for the day When I cling to U Bewitched, bothered, bewildered am I!
___________________ Awo's political idea was based on the assumption that any town beyond Owo was Igbo or Hausa. Awo was not socialised; he was not a good mixer because he did not have the opportunity, which the secondary school offered. ~TOS Benson, Baba Oba of Lagos
I'm not gonna marry in fall I'm not gonna marry in spring "Cause I'm in love with a handsome guy Who wears a British-made clothes But I'm just a village girl Finesse have I none But I've got silver in the stars Gold in the rising sun
Never could I kiss the full succulent lips Of the sweetest guy in town Never could I ask him if he'd marry me I know he'll turn it down Never could I afford a store-bought clothes Of the finest satiny quality All I could afford is a loving heart The only one I own
But I've got silver in the stars Gold in the rising sun
How could u be so cruel? Nah, tell me it's a joke For I loathe Armani n gucci Have you forgotten the saying A hood does not make a monk And dare I add a hood can a monkey make! Your village beauty is best unshrouded
Yes I live in the Isles But right up the moors Close by the picturesque dales Away from the hustle n bustle of london May call it other fancy names of ur choosing But I think I live in a village So I'm a village boy too!
I take delight in ur simplicity You're so unspoilt and charming Remember when we ran bare-footed Round Ur village square? Without a care in the world When I stumbled and fell And you crashed atop of me Because U were too close
I remember Eneke's whistle The mockery of enwe in the trees In that winding road to the stream Passers-by spoke in hushed voices With mischievious winks in their faces They thot what we knew to be true That we were in love I overheard a cheeky boy say "He is vertically challenged"!(lol)
It is funny U should consider me handsome My looks never bothered me Mama said to always smile and be confident So I try to be happy n not worry Hey, but I could tell a pretty lass When I set my eyes on one You sure are the fairest baby!
Oh my village gal! Forget the satins And discard the Klein n Hilfiger You were not made for the purddah You were made to be seen And I sure walk taller beside you For I love to show you off!
___________________ Awo's political idea was based on the assumption that any town beyond Owo was Igbo or Hausa. Awo was not socialised; he was not a good mixer because he did not have the opportunity, which the secondary school offered. ~TOS Benson, Baba Oba of Lagos
two of you need to get a room and go do wetin una want do. Something de better for darkness make una no de bringa m for public place like this. Una go make me vomit the tuwo tuwo wey I eat.
To behold you my lips are sealed And my tongue fail me How I wondered what you see in me For confidence have I none Then you say you delight in me And my countenance was merry As my mind took leave for another world
If I be cruel to you countless sleep I lose Now I laugh out loud at my worries That you cared not aught for me By your warm accent I'm re-assured You're beautiful unspoilt charming it says Though too, a village lad you are Your handsomeness and nobility, I swear
Is fit for royalty, yet you are real I salute your creator for he's done well Must've been in the merriest mood For a master artist in you, he sure was Yeah, you're simple yet mysterious As we ran barefoot, careless of the world I watched your eyes while atop of you
They spoke a language I somehow understand Too young to know yet a-blushing But naught could put me asunder you Cause for you I visit the village square Remember the kiss you stole from me Oh what a feeling it stirred Of complete and utter love too young to voice
Oh I'm not handsome, you tease Is there a more handsome man, ye umunna? Upon your birth your mama called you Idikam? Yeah, be not guilty about your looks For your creator gifted you thus Wherefore have you stirred up my love? For tis intoxicating as spirit
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Muda Kaduna? See what I mean? You can't eat your cake and have it. If it's that kind of attention you want, you ain't getting it. Its exclusively for a special Biafran. Are you?
You are a grossly disadvantaged man. You claim to be an uncircumcized multiple STD disease-carrying Awusa. Sorry. Biafran women are way out of your league. Just stick to your own kind with your caveman's style of endearment. Oh...while you're at it, don't let green eye jealousy eat you blind.
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