As I type this, I'm on the bus to my dear state - Bornu State; even though my boss sent me to pick up an item yesterday and return in two week's time.

When I arrived Lagos, my first stop was Ojota bus stop; from there, I had to board a bike to one place in Oshodi.

The first bike man I saw said to me, "Fine boy, wole si bi" I had to look back to confirm if he was really talking to me, because to be honest, I am very short, charcoal black and very ugly.

Well, because he called me Fine boy, I was happy to board his bike and sat happily waiting for the second passenger.

Two minutes later, we saw one extremely ugly fellow with dirty jeans and singlet, and to my surprise, the bike man said to him, "Finest boy, wole si bi." Knowing that the bike man insulted the two of us, I came down angrily from the bike and began to trek to my destination.

On my way to Adebayo Street in Oshodi, a fellow ran into me and hugged me, saying he knew me and was my long-lost friend. Even though I wasn't sure where I knew him, I hugged him and exchanged pleasantries with him.

Before I turned back to at least say bye bye to him, he had 'carted away' my iPhone and wallet.

I'm on my way to Bornu State. Goodbye Lagos!

It's a fake story and not funny

Bye

Welcome to Lagos.


Don't go oo...collect your training finish oo...otherwise training go don get upgrades by the time you come back... Sadly, you will be starting from the bottom

Your story for sweet if you add more lies but you you spoil am with your last statement.

True that

Legalcriminal:
Your story for sweet if you add more lies but you you spoil am with your last statement.

Babara1994:
As I type this, I'm on the bus to my dear state - Bornu State; even though my boss sent me to pick up an item yesterday and return in two week's time.

When I arrived Lagos, my first stop was Ojota bus stop; from there, I had to board a bike to one place in Oshodi.

The first bike man I saw said to me, "Fine boy, wole si bi" I had to look back to confirm if he was really talking to me, because to be honest, I am very short, charcoal black and very ugly.

Well, because he called me Fine boy, I was happy to board his bike and sat happily waiting for the second passenger.

Two minutes later, we saw one extremely ugly fellow with dirty jeans and singlet, and to my surprise, the bike man said to him, "Finest boy, wole si bi." Knowing that the bike man insulted the two of us, I came down angrily from the bike and began to trek to my destination.

On my way to Adebayo Street in Oshodi, a fellow ran into me and hugged me, saying he knew me and was my long-lost friend. Even though I wasn't sure where I knew him, I hugged him and exchanged pleasantries with him.

Before I turned back to at least say bye bye to him, he had 'carted away' my iPhone and wallet.

I'm on my way to Bornu State. Goodbye Lagos!

your mumu no too much?

op, repent and give ur life to Jesus!

What hunger cannot do does not exist.

Linus No be Lagos u go...if to say na Lagos ur prick, liver and kidney for don miss...yeye

Which phone are you typing with?

Lai Muhammed's sin

Which phone are you typing with?

Lai Muhammed's son

Same way my phone was taken from me Years back at beggar... The said guy even begged for transport which I gave him.

You really got my rib cracking that my colleagues had to ask if i am okay.. welcome to eko akete ilu ogbon

how about one bumps into you and before you know phone is missing