Selasa, 31 Januari 2012
Guess Who this is...?
Guess who the lady in the midst of the young men is....?
Hint, she is a very popular Nollywood Actress
Continue to find out...
it's our very own Mercy Johnson...that was way back in secondary school!
she attended Nigerian Navy Secondary School,Port Harcourt.
Why Christina Aguilera was leaking at the Etta James Tribute
Tongues were wagging during the touching performance of songstress Christina Aguilera’s performance at Etta James tribute on Sunday. Not because she tore the roof off the place with her amazing vocals, but because she appeared to be leaking bodily fluids on the stage.Here’s what actually happened according to US Weekly:In photos of Aguilera’s incredible tribute to James — who passed away Jan. 20 — fans noticed odd streaks running down her legs.“She sang her heart out. It was a memorial service for her idol and she was nervous,” an insider explains to Us of the performance. (Aguilera, 31, has been covering “At Last” for years and called James “a true gift to music and a woman of great spirit and courage” on her website after James’ death.”“It was her proudest moment,” the source explains. “The sweat caused her spray tan to streak.”Good answer. But she doesn’t appear to be “sweating” anywhere on her body — except in the vicinity of her vagina. Do women spray tan their vaginas?
Senin, 30 Januari 2012
Goodnight everyone!!!
Just a little something for my readers...enjoy the video and thanks for your support!
Anatomy of an urban thug!
Ever wondered how the skeletal view of a sagger looks like?...here is a typical example,lol
the picture depicts a mere exaggeration oo...
Would you drink donkey semen and urine to be on tv?
An upcoming episode of NBC’s ‘Fear Factor‘ has the network’s top brass very nervous. The hit TV show calls for contestants to swallow a glass full of donkey semen, followed quickly by a glass of donkey urine to wash it all down
This episode of Fear Factor, which tests the limits of what humans will do for fame and fortune, airs Today, Monday.
Minggu, 29 Januari 2012
Patrick Obahiagbon – Nigerian Big Grammar Parliamentarian, Speaks At Occupy Nigeria Protest
Honorable Patrick Obahiagbon, the Nigerian Parliamentarian who speaks big grammar has voiced his opinion during the recent occupy Nigeria protest against the removal of fuel subsidies.
Watch and have a laugh!
I think he has a point...
lol at his fans giving him a voice back-up
Beauties Of The Day...???
I am currently in search for the beauties of the day that i'll feature here...
How to join?
Send me a picture of Yourself or Your Friends that u'll like me to show offfor the guys to see
For a start, i'll select 3 different people...
sounds good ,yea?...
so, let the show get started...
Will post the pretty faces on Wednesday,don't dull!!!
Oya,start sending your pictures!who knows,ur partner will locate you,lol
How to join?
Send me a picture of Yourself or Your Friends that u'll like me to show off
For a start, i'll select 3 different people...
sounds good ,yea?...
so, let the show get started...
Will post the pretty faces on Wednesday,don't dull!!!
Oya,start sending your pictures!
Sabtu, 28 Januari 2012
Michael Jackson's Hand and Footprint Ceremony
Celebs like Justin Bieber, Melanie Fiona, Chris Tucker, and other dignitaries attended the ceremony
continue for more photos from the event...
Kamis, 26 Januari 2012
Amazing!...Check This Out!!!
1. Stare at the red dot on the girl’s nose for 30 seconds
2. Turn your eyes towards the wall/roof or somewhere else
on a plain surface
3. Keep blinking your eyes quickly!
4. What can you see?
2. Turn your eyes towards the wall/roof or somewhere else
on a plain surface
3. Keep blinking your eyes quickly!
4. What can you see?
A message from Snoop to Kris Humphries...
Rapper-turned-comedian Snoop Dogg gives sound advice to hopeless romantic Kris Humphries, who followed his heart — and not his brains — when he married Kim Kardashian in a made-for-TV wedding last year.
Watch the video...
I get it, he's trying to revive his career...lol
Rabu, 25 Januari 2012
Exclusive: Nneoma Orji's Traditional wedding!!!
The gorgeous daughter of Governor T.A Orji celebrated her Traditional Wedding in Grand Style
The engagement/Traditional ceremony took place last year-December 30, 2011 ...The venue was the massive Umuahia Stadium,Abia and the venue was filled to the brim...
For those of you that don't know, she got married to Obinna, the son of Senator Ifeanyi Araraume
The Occasion was A Complete Package
continue...
And as par entertainment, apart from about 6 to 7 local bands from around Abia that rocked the occasion, the main highlights were P-Square, Bracket, and J-Martin who turned the venue to a mini concert arena
I will be posting more pictures when i am less busy, Stay Tuned Guys...!!!
Selasa, 24 Januari 2012
Victoria Beckham!
She gave birth to her first daughter, Harper, just 6 months ago... The star looks so toned and slender, showing off her fantastic, better than ever, post-baby body!
Senin, 23 Januari 2012
Amazing...Happy Anniversary...!!!
Enjoy the video...
Such a beautiful anniversary celebration...
This is the true Definition of LOVE!
I really enjoyed all the performances, especially the way Timaya Delivered his song
lol @ 'Jesus Christ and chukwudi enterprise'
Minggu, 22 Januari 2012
Celebrity Seed - Ming Lee Simmons
My Imo People...
Pictured above - the son-in law, Amaka , Sen.Araraume
She's such a beauty, but she no resemble her papa sha...
This is to encourage 'Not so fine men' to try hard and marry 'fine girls' ooo, for the sake of the Kids...lol
Sabtu, 21 Januari 2012
Pretty Woman!
With this kinda face in the Nigerian Army, Guys will be encouraged to join the force...Even Boko Haram members will fall in love and forget their Bad Intentions...LOL
Welcome To Nigeria!
Naija, i hail thee...
The only place where anything can be used as a business strategy is 'Nigeria'
We no dey carry Last ooo
May D!
Check Out this New video by May D,
I really love everything about the video and not forgetting the Beautiful Lyrics
Ur thoughts guys...?
The True Essence Of Marriage.
TRUE ESSENCE OF MARRIAGE
When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce.
I raised the topic calmly. She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man!
That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her! With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.
She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release.
The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now. The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.
Continue Reading...
I told Jane about my wife's divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.
My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain.
From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.
On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.
Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart.
Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head. Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life.
My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.
But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.
I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day, I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.
Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears.
I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.
That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.
My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push thru with the divorce.-- At least, in the eyes of our son--- I'm a loving husband...
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.
So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!
Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.
A CHRIST-CENTERED MARRIAGE IS A MARRIAGE THAT IS SURE TO LAST A LIFETIME.
When I got home that night as my wife served dinner, I held her hand and said, I've got something to tell you. She sat down and ate quietly. Again I observed the hurt in her eyes. Suddenly I didn't know how to open my mouth. But I had to let her know what I was thinking. I want a divorce.
I raised the topic calmly. She didn't seem to be annoyed by my words, instead she asked me softly, why? I avoided her question. This made her angry. She threw away the chopsticks and shouted at me, you are not a man!
That night, we didn't talk to each other. She was weeping. I knew she wanted to find out what had happened to our marriage. But I could hardly give her a satisfactory answer; she had lost my heart to Jane. I didn't love her anymore. I just pitied her! With a deep sense of guilt, I drafted a divorce agreement which stated that she could own our house, our car, and 30% stake of my company.
She glanced at it and then tore it into pieces. The woman who had spent ten years of her life with me had become a stranger. I felt sorry for her wasted time, resources and energy but I could not take back what I had said for I loved Jane so dearly. Finally she cried loudly in front of me, which was what I had expected to see. To me her cry was actually a kind of release.
The idea of divorce which had obsessed me for several weeks seemed to be firmer and clearer now. The next day, I came back home very late and found her writing something at the table. I didn't have supper but went straight to sleep and fell asleep very fast because I was tired after an eventful day with Jane. When I woke up, she was still there at the table writing. I just did not care so I turned over and was asleep again.
In the morning she presented her divorce conditions: she didn't want anything from me, but needed a month's notice before the divorce. She requested that in that one month we both struggle to live as normal a life as possible. Her reasons were simple: our son had his exams in a month's time and she didn't want to disrupt him with our broken marriage.
This was agreeable to me. But she had something more, she asked me to recall how I had carried her into out bridal room on our wedding day. She requested that every day for the month's duration I carry her out of our bedroom to the front door ever morning. I thought she was going crazy. Just to make our last days together bearable I accepted her odd request.
Continue Reading...
I told Jane about my wife's divorce conditions. . She laughed loudly and thought it was absurd. No matter what tricks she applies, she has to face the divorce, she said scornfully.
My wife and I hadn't had any body contact since my divorce intention was explicitly expressed. So when I carried her out on the first day, we both appeared clumsy. Our son clapped behind us, daddy is holding mommy in his arms. His words brought me a sense of pain.
From the bedroom to the sitting room, then to the door, I walked over ten meters with her in my arms. She closed her eyes and said softly; don't tell our son about the divorce. I nodded, feeling somewhat upset. I put her down outside the door. She went to wait for the bus to work. I drove alone to the office.
On the second day, both of us acted much more easily. She leaned on my chest. I could smell the fragrance of her blouse. I realized that I hadn't looked at this woman carefully for a long time. I realized she was not young any more. There were fine wrinkles on her face, her hair was graying! Our marriage had taken its toll on her. For a minute I wondered what I had done to her.
On the fourth day, when I lifted her up, I felt a sense of intimacy returning. This was the woman who had given ten years of her life to me.
On the fifth and sixth day, I realized that our sense of intimacy was growing again. I didn't tell Jane about this. It became easier to carry her as the month slipped by. Perhaps the everyday workout made me stronger.
She was choosing what to wear one morning. She tried on quite a few dresses but could not find a suitable one. Then she sighed, all my dresses have grown bigger. I suddenly realized that she had grown so thin, that was the reason why I could carry her more easily.
Suddenly it hit me... she had buried so much pain and bitterness in her heart.
Subconsciously I reached out and touched her head. Our son came in at the moment and said, Dad, it's time to carry mom out. To him, seeing his father carrying his mother out had become an essential part of his life.
My wife gestured to our son to come closer and hugged him tightly. I turned my face away because I was afraid I might change my mind at this last minute. I then held her in my arms, walking from the bedroom, through the sitting room, to the hallway. Her hand surrounded my neck softly and naturally. I held her body tightly; it was just like our wedding day.
But her much lighter weight made me sad. On the last day, when I held her in my arms I could hardly move a step. Our son had gone to school. I held her tightly and said, I hadn't noticed that our life lacked intimacy.
I drove to office.... jumped out of the car swiftly without locking the door. I was afraid any delay would make me change my mind...I walked upstairs. Jane opened the door and I said to her, Sorry, Jane, I do not want the divorce anymore.
She looked at me, astonished, and then touched my forehead. Do you have a fever? She said. I moved her hand off my head. Sorry, Jane, I said, I won't divorce. My marriage life was boring probably because she and I didn't value the details of our lives, not because we didn't love each other anymore. Now I realize that since I carried her into my home on our wedding day, I am supposed to hold her until death do us apart.
Jane seemed to suddenly wake up. She gave me a loud slap and then slammed the door and burst into tears.
I walked downstairs and drove away. At the floral shop on the way, I ordered a bouquet of flowers for my wife. The salesgirl asked me what to write on the card. I smiled and wrote, I'll carry you out every morning until death do us apart.
That evening I arrived home, flowers in my hands, a smile on my face, I run up stairs, only to find my wife in the bed - dead.
My wife had been fighting CANCER for months and I was so busy with Jane to even notice. She knew that she would die soon and she wanted to save me from the whatever negative reaction from our son, in case we push thru with the divorce.-- At least, in the eyes of our son--- I'm a loving husband...
The small details of your lives are what really matter in a relationship. It is not the mansion, the car, property, the money in the bank. These create an environment conducive for happiness but cannot give happiness in themselves.
So find time to be your spouse's friend and do those little things for each other that build intimacy. Do have a real happy marriage!
Many of life's failures are people who did not realize how close they were to success when they gave up.
A CHRIST-CENTERED MARRIAGE IS A MARRIAGE THAT IS SURE TO LAST A LIFETIME.
Morissa & Malcolm's Wedding
Dear Future hubby, i Hope u are Watching ooo... This is simply Exquisite,
i love all the details,from the wedding gown, the shoe, the cake, the
i love all the details,from the wedding gown, the shoe, the cake, the
Flower bouquet , Including the guy...*wink wink*
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