A lady posted this on Facebook few hours ago...
Please tell me, what is worth 'liking' in the statement.

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I once posted a blank comment on NL and got 7likes. I was like

How did you know it was guys that did it

I don't think it literally means they "like" it

its just to show support for the OP

@op d thing tire me ehh...and smbody will post a very constructive article dat is very informative will end end ip gettin 2 likes.

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INTROVERT:
Don't mind them.










I once posted a blank comment on NL and got 7likes. I was like

thats because ur d controversial introvert

lol

Gal, even na sh*t u post, the foools wey go like am go like am. So keep posting.

u never see anything my babe post full stop(.)
she nak 93 like.

Anything that has d letter 'f' always has a way of drawing likes.....even if it's a female goat

nonycool:
How did you know it was guys that did it

Cus I chkd d comments. Its really pathetic

INTROVERT:
Don't mind them.

I once posted a blank comment on NL and got 7likes. I was like

MayflowerB:
Anything that has d letter 'f' always has a way of drawing likes.....even if it's a female goat

Lolsssss

Some go post....feeling sleepy...yawns...goodnight pals...and u see 500+ likes and am like WTF!!!!

Lol... D gal fyn small sha

nah....i don't gve a sh*t.
In my next life i rather come back as an eagle dan as a woman.

so how is this news??

o.p is ur android version 2.0 lol

The number of thirsty boys on the internet is increasing geometrically

They should be ashamed of them selves They should be ashamed of them selves

The stupid thing is that many guys wey dey complain for here dey do am

Some males think with their heads, others on their feet, others somehow have a brain nested within the complex nerve endings in their copulatory organ which they task to make decisions.

The latter, being able to attain such a rare, unnatural feat, transmit synaptic commands to their appendages blessed with ball and socket joints, which, like the hench men of an well structured but esoteric mafia, carry out their Don's will with an obedience that is worthy to be envied, twice blind and filled to 'divide-overflow' with a sense that knows neither itself nor the fear that comes to its birthday feast already betrothed to sanity.

If we must assume with no caution the presumption that the "like clickers" on the lady's post are these males, then we can also carelessly deduce that their third and middle leg which only rises when gorged with blood and a lust to empathize with the sensual machinations of a brain long infested with erotic scenes compliant with the laws of physics (friction & lubrication) and reproductive biology, has staged a temporary coup d'etat, assuming control of the ARMed forces of their organic, interactive, physical construct.

The result: an organ specifically designed for excretion and reproduction (which amongst all animals with the exception of humans and dolphins is active only once a year) has become the citadel of cephalisation, thereby controlling all the other appendages down to their digit-fingering to express the verocity of his self-lust having ingested poorly but passionately, the rendered digital imagery of a female captured kidnapped on an electronic device and spread over the virtual wonder that is the internet.

His motive is as enigmatic to me as the feeling one would ingest standing between the precipice of two eternities, his business his own, but one would be tempted to tempt himself with the thought of how long a man's destiny would continue to stand before him (all naked and void of shame and pretence), in a bid to get his attention, before he will come to his senses, and acquire the rare grace to abandon certain childish things having fully attained an Enlightenment as forbidden and lethal as a harmonic note sharpened to perfection (which can only exist between two semitones), able to cut off and away all realms and schools of frivolity from seducing his soul to continuously tarnish the embodiment of glory and divinity that he is...

A man's gift maketh way for him, but I believe a man's foolishness not only paves way for his destruction, it opens the door of chaos to him as well.

While death sits nearby, getting a sun-tan, bored, basking in a aura pregnant with foreboding, wondering how long she must be entertained by his actions and inactions before she writes his name in her DeathNote...

The mind boggles...

What is the fuse all about?we all have our own individual preferences,if a guy liked your post,he did becos he support or concur with what you wrote,at times you see people posting epistles for a question that demand a simple yes or nah and espect people to like their post,at times you in a thread,created for fun,you see people writing epistles just to be tag intelligent,yet no like,a common hissing may generate like,and that is becos it the right thing at that moment,the funny thing is some of the guys forming here are quilty,abeg,to everyman his own,if i like your hissing it becos it appeal more to me. See them forming,guys will always be guys.

coldHeat:
Some males think with their heads, others on their feet, others somehow have a brain nested within the complex nerve endings in their copulatory organ which they task to make decisions.

The latter, being able to attain such a rare, unnatural feat, transmit synaptic commands to their appendages blessed with ball and socket joints, which, like the hench men of an well structured but esoteric mafia, carry out their Don's will with an obedience that is worthy to be envied, twice blind and filled to 'divide-overflow' with a sense that knows neither itself nor the fear that comes to its birthday feast already betrothed to sanity.

If we must assume with no caution the presumption that the "like clickers" on the lady's post are these males, then we can also carelessly deduce that their third and middle leg which only rises when gorged with blood and a lust to empathize with the sensual machinations of a brain long infested with erotic scenes compliant with the laws of physics (friction & lubrication) and reproductive biology, has staged a temporary coup d'etat, assuming control of the ARMed forces of their organic, interactive, physical construct.

The result: an organ specifically designed for excretion and reproduction (which amongst all animals with the exception of humans and dolphins is active only once a year) has become the citadel of cephalisation, thereby controlling all the other appendages down to their digit-fingering to express the verocity of his self-lust having ingested poorly but passionately, the rendered digital imagery of a female captured kidnapped on an electronic device and spread over the virtual wonder that is the internet.

His motive is as enigmatic to me as the feeling one would ingest standing between the precipice of two eternities, his business his own, but one would be tempted to tempt himself with the thought of how long a man's destiny would continue to stand before him (all naked and void of shame and pretence), in a bid to get his attention, before he will come to his senses, and acquire the rare grace to abandon certain childish things having fully attained an Enlightenment as forbidden and lethal as a harmonic note sharpened to perfection (which can only exist between two semitones), able to cut off and away all realms and schools of frivolity from seducing his soul to continuously tarnish the embodiment of glory and divinity that he is...

A man's gift maketh way for him, but I believe a man's foolishness not only paves way for his destruction, it opens the door of chaos to him as well.

While death sits nearby, getting a sun-tan, bored, basking in a aura pregnant with foreboding, wondering how long she must be entertained by his actions and inactions before she writes his name in her DeathNote...

The mind boggles...

you make no sense dude, communication has only taken place when the speaker not only speak but the audience understood perfectly,you typed rubbish!i mean absolute rubbish.

It's majorly kids and dudes with low self worth who think you have to be extrA nice before you actually chyke a girl, they should outgrow it someday.

It's obvious her group of friends are the same, I don't think I'll ever write that and paste a picture with it. So it's clear all she wanted was the notice and they actually 'liked' her back to life, likes some times save lives, a lot of peeps here live for the likes especially females. Everyone likes being liked

badaoyeyemi:
lol

Hello Pretty, Howz you doin??

Is it not u guys dat will still click d like for the useless post??
Just like dis my post is going to get LIKES now...

Lolz

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