freshdude2:
Lol. You have no idea. No only was her technique life-threatening, it was annoyingly exhausting. I'd go home, though, to the comfort of the those puff puffs to the envy of my siblings and friends. If only they knew the cost of those goodies

Greek gift puff puff

aisha2:


Greek gift puff puff

hahahaha. Greek gift indeed.

Ishilove:

Like Kanwulia said, wetin your money no fit buy your eyes fit feast on. I for one love window shopping. One day I went to a super market and spent about 50 mins in the perfume section sampling everything in sight. My companion mumbled, grumbled, fidgeted and nearly wept but I ignored him. Nothing can separate me from my shopping. I must get the best quality and price, darn it!

You don't know what you're missing

Oya o!
Make una geh READY-STEADY!
It is in the genes!

Ishilove:

Please just ignore anyone who tries to provoke you. All they do is go around posting negative comments on threads that other people are enjoying. Just ignore completely because they derive pleasure putting people down, so don't fall for it.

ok o. Though its baffling how unhappy people really are. I will ignore it cos I dont even know if its a he or her. So I say. I will ignore the IT

Ishilove:

Lwkmd!!!

This woman enh, your mouth na die

Haaaaaaiiiiiiiaaaaaaaahnnnn!!!!!!!
Ya mama nefa "VANISH" for h-inside Onitsha Market for ya neck before?
That was the last straw!
After searching every corner of the "provisions" stall areas. . . . We FINALLY found her in the BACK DUNGEON of one VERRRRRRY DARK SHOP with no light . . . . .on the floor. . . . EATING HOT NKWOBI AND PURE WATER SACHETS IN HER HANDS. . . . gisting away her life there!
The woman na GANGSTER-GRAN I SWEAR!!!!!

All she could say was. . . ."do you care to join me? it is very sweet"!

I simply asked her. . . ."NA MARKET YOU SAY YOU COME OR NA WINCHCRAFT MEETING TO INITIATE NEW CONVERTS?"

Ohhhhhhhhh GAAAAAAD!!!!!!

aisha2:
When I go to the market I spend less than an hour.
Before I go, I call Ugu woman "Madam cut ugu, water leave and oziza for me. Put yelloe pepper, pepper soup flavor and scent leave"

I call meat man "oga I want cow leg, clean am cut am, then intestine 2 kilos"

I call chicken man " Oga, One local chicken 1 layer, I agric"

I call provision man "Oga arrange so and so for me"

I call tomato seller "Oga put tomato, pepper and onions, grind so and so quantity, pack the rest"

Fresh fish guy " Two kilos, I want big fish oh"

I go to the market, pick up and leave. Chikenan

and when ur through from all that u have never fainted? Babe please say the truth so my respect and praise will be deserved? By the way when did u notice this ailnment dear

Nmeri17:
going to market with my mom?? neither ends well nor is it a palatable story My mom turns into a merchant and I become a camel that carries all the heavy bags. Then those livestock section with Hot flies looking for who to perch on Then the worst part...having everybody comment about my excessive height -_____- very very annoying

Bhwaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaaa haaaaaaaaaa!!!
My most memorable moment! Not all "MGBEKE" market days are bad with mama oooo. . . .

One I will never forget sha. . . .

I followed "mommy dearest" to buy live chickens in Lagos MANY MANY MANY years ago. . . . .
We tanda for motto by the road-side to "prize" male and female chicken oooooooo.
My mama ask Mallam if the chickens were "male or females"?
She only wanted FEMALE OLD LAYERS. . . . WITH STRRRRRRONG BONES not AGGGGGIPPPPAS!
?"
My mama ask: "Mallam. . . .you get "woman chicken? old layer?"
The AGBERO-MALLAM nodded in agreement. . . ."we get am for plenty-plenty. . . . ". . . . .and carried 2 STINKING CHICKENS and shoved in my mom's face THROUGH HER WINDOW. . .

"See them TOTO!"

OH PHOCK!

*so you get am for 'excess baggage ehn? hnmmmm! FINE BOY! BETA PIKIN! *

Kanwulia:

". . . . .and carried 2 STINKING CHICKENS and shoved in my mom's face THROUGH HER WINDOW. .


[b]"See them TOTO!"[
/b]

Hahahahahahahahahaha. I think I just died.

freshdude2:
You see yoursef. Forming wan wound you. But it's not really the language, it's the attitude. You can still phoneticise and get good bargains. I served in Ebonyi state and the language wasn't a barrier. Even females envied my shopping skills it became embarrassing, they started calling me Nnewi man while stylishly asking when I'd go to the market again.

My grandmum had a provision store and it was a large family so you can imagine what shopping would have been like. Hell. However, the promise of steaming hot Iyana-Isolo puff puff was enough to make me want to go through hell voluntarily and she could haggle. Many times I was scared for our safety, even that young I knew her tactics were infuriating. They argue for minutes on one price and soon as the seller agreed she'd promptly ask for a lower price. I truly felt we would be beaten one day . The only thing I don't buy is beef because I don't eat it. But don't mess with my ogufe-haggling game.

PS: stick to your phoneh but embrace the attitude.

my point exactly abeg our women how would u haggle till the seller agrees a your price only for her to get nylon to package the item and u call a lower price and the haggling starts again. Its always at this point that I swear to all the gods I remember that mum I will never ever escort u again. NEVER. All finally na wash

Eddygourdo:
ok o. Though its baffling how unhappy people really are. I will ignore it cos I dont even know if its a he or her. So I say. I will ignore the IT

Lwkmd!! 'IT' is just purrrfect...

Don't bother trying to ponder on the sex of 'IT'. It claims to be a female but I wonder if its maker scraped it from the bottom of the gender pool, that's why it is so canterkerous and bitter with the world in general. When I first joined NL some years back, I used to wonder why 190 and his crew were always attacking it. I actually felt sorry for it and I remember standing up for it a number of times, but now I know exactly why It is generally disliked by most nairalanders. You too, Eddy, have just tasted of the nauseating bile that flows in its veins, leaving a trail of stench and bad attitude not unlike that Looney Tunes skunk, Le Pew. Anywhere it posts on this forum, it leaves it's signature bitterness and foul stench of unhappiness.

Quite pathetic. Just keep ignoring IT, Eddy, because its bark is stinkier than its bite.

Eddygourdo:
my point exactly abeg our women how would u haggle till the seller agrees a your price only for her to get nylon to package the item and u call a lower price and the haggling starts again. Its always at this point that I swear to all the gods I remember that mum I will never ever escort u again. NEVER. All finally na wash

Lol. Lovely experiences they were.

Kanwulia:


Haaaaaaiiiiiiiaaaaaaaahnnnn!!!!!!!
Ya mama nefa "VANISH" for h-inside Onitsha Market for ya neck before?
That was the last straw!
After searching every corner of the "provisions" stall areas. . . . We FINALLY found her in the BACK DUNGEON of one VERRRRRRY DARK SHOP with no light . . . . .on the floor. . . . EATING HOT NKWOBI AND PURE WATER SACHETS IN HER HANDS. . . . gisting away her life there!
The woman na GANGSTER-GRAN I SWEAR!!!!!

All she could say was. . . ."do you care to join me? it is very sweet"!

I simply asked her. . . ."NA MARKET YOU SAY YOU COME OR NA WINCHCRAFT MEETING TO INITIATE NEW CONVERTS?"

Ohhhhhhhhh GAAAAAAD!!!!!!

Annoying is an understatement. Mum will be jogging up and down the market like Wilson Kipkerter, and when she inevitably loses me, na to give me hot slap when we reunite

Anyway that was when I was younger. Nowadays I just simply sit down one place and allow her run free in the market. When she is tired na she dey come find me where I relax

Lol!

The comments on this thread are just too funny! One love to all our mums jor.

freshdude2:
You see yoursef. Forming wan wound you. But it's not really the language, it's the attitude. You can still phoneticise and get good bargains. I served in Ebonyi state and the language wasn't a barrier. Even females envied my shopping skills it became embarrassing, they started calling me Nnewi man while stylishly asking when I'd go to the market again.

My grandmum had a provision store and it was a large family so you can imagine what shopping would have been like. Hell. However, the promise of steaming hot Iyana-Isolo puff puff was enough to make me want to go through hell voluntarily and she could haggle. Many times I was scared for our safety, even that young I knew her tactics were infuriating. They argue for minutes on one price and soon as the seller agreed she'd promptly ask for a lower price. I truly felt we would be beaten one day . The only thing I don't buy is beef because I don't eat it. But don't mess with my ogufe-haggling game.

PS: stick to your phoneh but embrace the attitude.

which phoneh?
I throw the thing away sharp sharp


There was a day I went to market with my brother and mum, I pitied the poor boy that day
Just when my mum is about to pay, na so I go drop 1K from the price again....back to square one
My brother almost cried that day

Ishilove:

Annoying is an understatement. Mum will be jogging up and down the market like Wilson Kipkerter, and when she inevitably loses me, na to give me hot slap when we reunite

Anyway that was when I was younger. Nowadays I just simply sit down one place and allow her run free in the market. When she is tired na she dey come find me where I relax

You dey siddon for h-insai Nigerian "market"?
You try gaaaaaaaaaaaan.
I will not even siddon inside "RODEO DRIVE" to wait for her azzzzzzze, not to mention ANY NIGERIAN marker or shopping center.
I drop her off and ZOOOOOOM off!
Make she call her driver when she ready!
Shikena!

tpia6:
r231 i would appreciate it if you stopped making a f.ool out of yourself on this forum.

se edi mu e ni?

until you die, you no go comot your stinking mouth from my matter abi?

even if them curse you, e nor suppose permanent like this.

anyway, if not for seun who made you a moderator.

carry on.

how can a man be this way? A grown man supposedly?

wow, where did you spring from, very bad rep of your background.

first thing on your monday, o ma se o.

i see where you're coming from, pathetic life.

all these for r231

190:


all these for r231

see me see wahala ooo

r231:


see me see wahala ooo

190:

so you don come carry ya wife

r231:


so you don come carry ya wife

Who

u mean tpia1 na my wife

190:


Who

u mean tpia1 na my wife

i no mention name ooo

r231 better go and wash your head in that Ogunpa river behind Guru Maharaj Ji's village because IT thinks you're attracted to it... *shudder*








Talk true, you have the hots for It, just admit it . Lmao!