Some years ago,I was in Singapore,some guys organized the Independence Party ....


My guy promised everything,that’s it’s gonna be easy access.

When we reach there,come see order and controls from all side ... some go say enter,some go say no way ....

Me I just approach the Igbo bros with Igbo Lang’s,when the Yoruba bros ask me to say the same in Omoluabi mode I did and the only 2 Hausa Bros’s ask me the same in Hausa language I roll am out easily..

Na so they gave me automatic ticket....... come see eating after too much Poooiii.

Eat like say 2morow no dey.....0

then in Unilag I won't tell you where na so hunger waya me oh. I strolled into one event and sat at the back. Na so them start to serve food and drink oh. Na so me I dey collect chop, eat, even souvenir sef I collect.
Wen I don belleful now na im I con ask the woman wey dey my side wetin dey happen oh? Na so she tell me say na memorial of one man wey die whether na 10 years abi 5 years ago. Na so I pray for the family, get up japa oh

Wetin
no be gatecrashing be that

franugo:


Did u bloody well have to quote the entire opsee as u carry person go drop for page 2

Abeg Sir,no vex .......


I beg sir .............

For where I come from ehn, even people wey dem invite specially have to coordinate well to get food not to talk of gate crashers.

It was when shellsploit was cooking amuatulu and snake meat and before you know it, lalasticlala came unannounced.

pDudd:
Back then in UI, I was tall and I had a chunky friend I used to call Big Dog. Big dog was a dark skinned Yoruba guy who had body and had Yoruba swag.

Now if you went to UI, you will know Sultan Bello Hall and it's dome called "Bello Dome." Lots of people used to do wedding receptions in Bello Dome and it was often a thing of repute to be a student in Bello Hall and be able to sneak into one of those wedding receptions.

One Saturday, they were holding one of those receptions and from the arrangement and decorations happening in the morning that day, it was like that reception was going to rock. And that period, kobo not dey anybody pocket and all boys were hungry. That's how I contacted Big Dog all the way in Zik Hall and told him to show, because we must enter that party. We used our last kobo to go and barb hair and ironed our whitest agbada and decided to enter.

Normally those parties require IV card to enter inside because they knew that students may want to fall inside and enjoy free food. But me and Big Dog looked like dignitaries. Infact, Big Dog resembled an Otunba and I resembled his boy. That's how both of us entered and got to the place where they are checking IV. Big Dog just talked one jagajaga alaye Yoruba talk and next thing they opened way for us because they thought he was a big man . They led us to one nice table that was already decorated with small chops.

Chai, see enjoyment. Small time they will bring juice, after a few minutes, they will bring wine, then malt, then bottle water, then peppersoup, etc. Small time they will check on us to know if we are having a good time. Me I dey form yankee ajebutter and Big Dog dey form Chief Otunba Big Dog. Omo! We chop every every. They kept bringing different types of food to our table and asking us if we are ok. Hahahahahahaha. That's how broke boys chop life that day.

Big Dog, if you're reading this, I miss you bro.

Greatest Uites!!!...

We know how the food hunting dey go

I'm also a Uite,a katangite

But a bastard katangite though

Never gate crashed. I'm too dignified and proud for such. Besides my parents discouraged us from attending parties and I've grown up with that mindset.

I gatecrashed so many wedding receptions back then at PAA and Ekpo ref building,UNN.

O boy it wasn't a small thing then.We usually had our reliable informant who would feed us info on whether any wedding or inaugral lecture(where food dey always plenty) was going on.

Once we received the info,we stormed the area from eni Njoku boys hostels armed with our bags for hiding can drinks and coolers for storing away rice or egusi soup wey we fit find.

E no funny o. We always had to do this in a smart way so that people around the area wouldn't know that these boys come hustle for food o.
By the time we don pack food finish na to run go back hostel go celebrate for room with our loot.

GboyegaD:
I gate crashed convocation ceremonies during my undergraduate days and for this, most of us students and a few adults climb on one of the small gates at Amphitheatre to get into the venue. Mine was because I wanted to have a feel of what it was to graduate.

As for parties, I don't gatecrash such as I hate insults.

Chai, Nostalgic...Greatest Ife

SavageBoy:



Greatest Uites!!!...

We know how the food hunting dey go

I'm also a Uite,a katangite

But a bastard katangite though

Greatest Gbo Gbo!

Greatest Gba Gba!

I be Bellite. Good to meet you bro.

Guys dey always prepare for weekend party crashing...they know themselves

This got in a fit of laughter. I can relate

poshestmina:


After beating me,my siblings will still eat the food ...till One day ,my mum got tired , cooked plenty Jollof rice and Meat ,was flogging me as I was eating .
.

Ishilove:
Never gate crashed. I'm too dignified and proud for such. Besides my parents discouraged us from attending parties and I've grown up with that mindset.

My sister I was brought up like that too.
My parents dare not hear say you gate crash
They'd rather sell their motor to give you chop money
But you see eh hunger na personal matter
Mama papa no join, even dignity and pride no dey
When hunger wire you eh
But not like Esau's type of nonchalance oh

Am here to read stories / lies

Ishilove:
Never gate crashed. I'm too dignified and proud for such. Besides my parents discouraged us from attending parties and I've grown up with that mindset.

Òmó mummy

Beta hunger never catch you before

pDudd:


Greatest Gbo Gbo!

Greatest Gba Gba!

I be Bellite. Good to meet you bro.

Did my PG there and was an Awoite
I knew almost all the halls, event centres and foodstands
From Seat of Wisdom to Trenchard to Bello senior PG hall
KutiBelloZik
Is like hearing
Hall4LawBasement

If you know you know...

Hmmmm this thread just brought back sweet sweet memories

I am so shy that I hardly go to events I was invited to, not to talk of gatecrashing an event but all that changed in yabatech (Hollywood hostel). There is one hall right in front of the hostel, we no dey stress ourselves - once we see say party don set like this, na to go wear Ankara or ur best cloth sha (we go come dey look very innocent cos those party people dey always look down on us, we go first beg for the food - if dem prove strong head we go para)

Fast forward to when I got to Funaab, that one na regular basis. From Camp we go dey call if party dey Oshiele, once we hear positive feedback like this everybody go just dress up, package well well with plenty nylon bags for pocket

We go storm d party, we no dey sit for chair o (na to go directly to where dem dey serve). Most times we have to wash our plates ourselves and na person wey sabi sweet talk dem dey give food to, people wey no fit speak yoruba wella go just stand they look those Mama.

When going home like this, nylon bag go don full with jollof rice. Wolima, Egbon, Sylar, Senator S.K , igboro, Me (Sam) na we be the Apakila Gang then. Food problem don solve for that weekend be that

Haahaa...very hilarious

pDudd:
Back then in UI, I was tall and I had a chunky friend I used to call Big Dog. Big dog was a dark skinned Yoruba guy who had body and had Yoruba swag.

Now if you went to UI, you will know Sultan Bello Hall and it's dome called "Bello Dome." Lots of people used to do wedding receptions in Bello Dome and it was often a thing of repute to be a student in Bello Hall and be able to sneak into one of those wedding receptions.

One Saturday, they were holding one of those receptions and from the arrangement and decorations happening in the morning that day, it was like that reception was going to rock. And that period, kobo not dey anybody pocket and all boys were hungry. That's how I contacted Big Dog all the way in Zik Hall and told him to show, because we must enter that party. We used our last kobo to go and barb hair and ironed our whitest agbada and decided to enter.

Normally those parties require IV card to enter inside because they knew that students may want to fall inside and enjoy free food. But me and Big Dog looked like dignitaries. Infact, Big Dog resembled an Otunba and I resembled his boy. That's how both of us entered and got to the place where they are checking IV. Big Dog just talked one jagajaga alaye Yoruba talk and next thing they opened way for us because they thought he was a big man . They led us to one nice table that was already decorated with small chops.

Chai, see enjoyment. Small time they will bring juice, after a few minutes, they will bring wine, then malt, then bottle water, then peppersoup, etc. Small time they will check on us to know if we are having a good time. Me I dey form yankee ajebutter and Big Dog dey form Chief Otunba Big Dog. Omo! We chop every every. They kept bringing different types of food to our table and asking us if we are ok. Hahahahahahaha. That's how broke boys chop life that day.

Big Dog, if you're reading this, I miss you bro.

Mine was in OAU, Ile-Ife. My friend from Adesanmi hostel invited me for his pharmacy induction. My department was close-by so I got there before they finished at oduduwa hall. While sitting at his tent, the tent beside us was already serving food. I just stood and went there. I was given the woman plate and she was serving her guests. The woman had varieties. Gues this drew crowds of students. Within a short time, her tent was bustling. Funny thing was the students were now begging me, Aunty please serve me. Aunty!!!! I was just laughing inside like, see this people o. Twas really fun. I even served the guys on my friends tent. �

franugo:


Did u bloody well have to quote the entire opsee as u carry person go drop for page 2

I tire O! ����

make I keep question
any great ife student here can relate

in my part 1 days, on my induction day, non of my family came , my mum insisted I didnt allow her , so that day I was busy congratulating my part 1 colleagues up and down ,eating like tomorrow no dey , I was portraying myself as a part 3 students

a lots of parties my friends and I have crushed I don lose counts , school life sha

[b]As the chairman of gate crashers back then during my school days I won’t forget The Polytechnic Ibadan,Saki campus.. I and my crew are always sure of Saturday weddings, burial and naming ceremonies,we call it AFOPE... we always tour from one venue to the other from Oysadep stadium to Ajegunle school field to poly road, we always have our venue soldiers who always gives location of where the Gbedu Dey happen, so we commence from 11am and start from from one venue to other... we put on our be[/b]st clothes so as to be recognized and we always take along a nylon/leather bag for takeaway after we filled up at the venue... chaiii those days are not funny thou but we thank God for everything today!!! Lol....[b][/b]

Una no go kill person wit laugh

IME1:
then in Unilag I won't tell you where na so hunger waya me oh. I strolled into one event and sat at the back. Na so them start to serve food and drink oh. Na so me I dey collect chop, eat, even souvenir sef I collect.
Wen I don belleful now na im I con ask the woman wey dey my side wetin dey happen oh? Na so she tell me say na memorial of one man wey die whether na 10 years abi 5 years ago. Na so I pray for the family, get up japa oh

Wetin
no be gatecrashing be that

Crackhead25:


Ogbafemi Pipu

You mean Obafemi Awolowo University graduates, right? We are proud because we bring glory to the nation.

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Chai, Nostalgic...Greatest Ife[/quote]

Great.....

Lol, Trenchard Hall and parties ehn. There's always an event there every Saturday and I trust Mellanbites, Tedderites, Kutites and Bellites to gate crash, lol. How you wan take do party for our school and our boys no go chao? Lol
Well, in 100 level back then in the prestigious Queen Elizabeth II hall (University of Ibadan ), I was jejely in my room that Saturday morning doing what I can't remember when I heard Queens saying there was an ongoing party in that mini hall (I can't believe I can't remember the name of that place where elections and events do hold in Queen's hall again, chai!), well, girls said they had to go have their share of the sumptuous meals that were being shared, lo and behold, my roomies, floor mates, block mates and other queens had started going with various dishes, bowls and coolers to get meals that rightfully belonged to them as per landladies na, lol, hmph (I'm an ambivert by nature and the introverted side of me supersedes the other side of me so I would actually never do such) but guess what, I jejely took my own deep dish with cover and majestically strutted to that place to go get ounje omo onile not because I was hungry but because if I didn't experience gatecrashing that day then I'd never experience it, plus I wasn't about to miss party amala ( not like I was going to be the only Queen there, duh .( ), and with the type of appetite I have, most times I only eat because it's necessary for my existence and that'd probably be my brunchd (breakfast, lunch and dinner maybe). Remembering this makes me laugh hysterically now though. Well, I got my wonderful amala (as the proper Yoruba girl wey I be) with I think some drinks , (we weren't about to let the drinks waste na pliks) and majestically strutted back to my room (H21) with my friends. Oh, what a day! I remember the food was sumptuous
Amala, ewedu soup and MEATS
That's my only gatecrashing experience.
Oh, I remember now, my friends would sometimes drag me to go felicitate with graduands during convocation every November. Omg, what friends I have! And to think I didn't go for my own convocation . Convocation parties in UI dey always be like owambe weddings. Chai!

Ha! Induction? checked Inauguration? checked Convocation? checked Weddings? checked Naming? checked House Warming? checked Burial? checked and still checking...

i no even know if Tobi Adiye, Edet, Henrycole, Sholponpay, Tunde and others that I can't remember their faces dey this place sef.


So, after finishing Jamb exam at our various centres, we had already planned to reconvene back at school; Aquinas - for only God know what - after finishing exam - we were still in SS3 then.

it doesn't get too long that we had reconvened that hunger striked our bellies. The little on us then; we bought something with it and ate; but we were not yet satisfied and at the same time; we were reluctant to go our individual homes yet.

God - so - good, there 'were' functions going on at the primary school that shared a fence with my school. Suddenly, a crook among us brought the idea that we should visit the place. Visit where? Are you kidding me

Been the biggest boys in our set at that time, we laughed really hard at the suggestion.

kashamafa oro gun, the intense of the hunger increased sotey that we all finally decided to leave big boys inside ACA and we scaled the fence into the school. we counted ourselves that were present - say nine; and the number of parties going on - like four parties, I guess and we grouped ourselves in twos to handle each party lol...

After eating and drinking at the party where we were grouped into; then we will swap party and go to another.

I was only strong enough to stop at the second party when my stomach couldn't handle the foods and drinks anymore. The strongest among us could only manage to endure the third.

pDudd:
Back then in UI, I was tall and I had a chunky friend I used to call Big Dog. Big dog was a dark skinned Yoruba guy who had body and had Yoruba swag.

Now if you went to UI, you will know Sultan Bello Hall and it's dome called "Bello Dome." Lots of people used to do wedding receptions in Bello Dome and it was often a thing of repute to be a student in Bello Hall and be able to sneak into one of those wedding receptions.

One Saturday, they were holding one of those receptions and from the arrangement and decorations happening in the morning that day, it was like that reception was going to rock. And that period, kobo not dey anybody pocket and all boys were hungry. That's how I contacted Big Dog all the way in Zik Hall and told him to show, because we must enter that party. We used our last kobo to go and barb hair and ironed our whitest agbada and decided to enter.

Normally those parties require IV card to enter inside because they knew that students may want to fall inside and enjoy free food. But me and Big Dog looked like dignitaries. Infact, Big Dog resembled an Otunba and I resembled his boy. That's how both of us entered and got to the place where they are checking IV. Big Dog just talked one jagajaga alaye Yoruba talk and next thing they opened way for us because they thought he was a big man . They led us to one nice table that was already decorated with small chops.

Chai, see enjoyment. Small time they will bring juice, after a few minutes, they will bring wine, then malt, then bottle water, then peppersoup, etc. Small time they will check on us to know if we are having a good time. Me I dey form yankee ajebutter and Big Dog dey form Chief Otunba Big Dog. Omo! We chop every every. They kept bringing different types of food to our table and asking us if we are ok. Hahahahahahaha. That's how broke boys chop life that day.

Big Dog, if you're reading this, I miss you bro.

Good to read from a UI graduate, I was a Queen and of course I can relate! Lol.

Abia Hotels and Aba Sports Club av hosted me several times unto gatecrashing things in those days of some hungry sundays... Stopped it when i wasn't served neither food nor drinks in one of my adventures of gatecrashing... Chai, memories of the past.. TO GOD BE THE GLORY.. Man is balling now...

mannobi:
Trenchard Hall UI was where the happenings happen those days. We have some friends in melamby and Kuti Halls of residence just beside Trenchard but they were the spies as they were more of ajebutter. Whenever it exam was approaching, food generally would have been very micro so Saturday mornings, our Kuti and melamby guys would spy Trenchard for the happenings of the day. As soon as the big men drove in, they would call us from our hall of residence ZIK hall perceived to be the rugged guys residence and we would dress like the real big guys. Our friends from melamby would enter from the right and we from the left at the same time just to confuse the bouncers.
Most times we ate and took extras for our roomies at zik until one day when one of the celebrants didn't use bouncers but ABEFELE the ui security outfit. The guys could recognise us by our hostels. He gave us a special section to sit not knowing that he had called for one of their vehicles to come and pack us. Trust zikites, we outsmarted them and took to our heels.

Arrest una just because una gatecrash party, una kill person?

una own na child's play....... Me and my guy na king of massive attacker








We gate crash wedding, party, inaugural lectures, birthadays all of them.





FROM OUR FIRST YEAR TO OUR OVER-GRADUATE YEARS.

greatbrian:
Yoruba wedding ehn.......... More reason am anticipating Sitting sword crossing. Why spend such large expense on a day ceremony

More reason it is memorable