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I opened the door.
“Pastor” I screamed.
“Honey, It is the work of the devil. She seduced me.” Pastor Oamen (My husband to be) begged pointed at Bimbo who withdrew her mouth from his erect penis.

Brethren, Issa thread.
#terrifictuesday #TuesdayMotivation
“Ladies and Gentlemen, with a standing ovation make welcome, A woman of honour, a role model, philanthropist, business tycoon and humanitarian. Mrs Eno Oamen.” Said the MC.
An excited crowd cheered as she Mounted the podium.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, I didn’t plan to be motivational speaker. Life made me one. My story should be a lesson to you all who want to get married.” Said Eno.
I was 30 and unmarried after many failed relationships. The pressure from my family was unbearable.
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“Bayo, I’m pregnant. What are we going to do about it?” Uduak asked
There was an awkward silence.
He looked down at his manhood. “ Shey you see wetin you don cause. Konji na bastard.” He thought to himself.

Brethren Issa thread.
#feeltheeagle #terrifictuesday
Bayo had just been transferred to Calabar to manage a new branch of his firm. Despite the promotion he felt lonely and sad. Distance had separated him from Bolanle - the love of his life:
He rented a 2 bedroom apartment at the heart of Calabar. Marian to be precise.
He loved everything about the City. It was cool, calm, Clean and green unlike the Lagos hustling and bustling of people.
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“I watched her bleed to death, it was the most relieving sight to behold. I could feel the adrenaline rush come to an end.”

“Joe! I don’t believe you. You can’t hurt a fly.” Said Jenny.
“Believe me. I did it for you.”

Issa thread.
#feetheeagle #terrifictuesday
“I’m ready to confess everything to you. If you chose to hear me out.”

Jenny gave a long pause still trying to process the shocking confession she was about to hear.

“Ok Joe, go ahead.” She said in a low tone.
“I had just gained admission into the prestigious University of Lagos. Mum and Dad died in a car crash en route to my matriculation. It was the worst day of my life.
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Fred stood with arms on his head looking at the motionless body of the hooker he barely met 2hours ago.

“My penis don put me for wahala.” He wailed.

“Guy, we need to dispose this body before daybreak” Efe suggested.

Brethren, Issa Crazy thread.
Fred hustled for years without reward. Every available option failed. Living from hand to mouth was a miracle as the chances of surviving the next day became a gamble.
His only escape was ‘Corporate begging.’
He laced his shoe, tucked in his shirt and set off for the daily hustle.
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