DON’T MARRY JUST ANY WOMAN, MARRY A WOMAN WITH COMMON SENSE. 1. Marry a woman who has sense enough to know that respect in marriage is mutual, not one-sided. 2. Marry a woman who has sense enough to know that you are not an ATM machine, and providing for the family is a shared responsibility when necessary. 3. Marry a woman who has sense enough to know that love is not just about what she can receive but also what she can give. 4. Marry a woman who has sense enough to know that being a man does not mean you don’t have emotions and that your struggles and mental health matter too. 5. Marry a woman who has sense enough to know that submission does not mean slavery, and partnership does not mean control. 6. Marry a woman who has sense enough to know that when you are tired or stressed, she should also be willing to support, whether by cooking, making things easier, or simply being considerate. 7. Marry a woman who has sense enough to know that intimacy is not a weapon for manipulation or punishment but an expression of love that should be mutual and consensual. 8. Marry a woman who has sense enough to know that disagreements are normal but should be handled with maturity, not silent treatment, disrespect, or emotional manipulation. 9. Marry a woman who has sense enough to know that your dreams and aspirations matter just as much as hers and that marriage should be a place of support, not competition. 10. Marry a woman who loves your soul, not just your status, money, or what she can gain. Marry a woman who enjoys talking to you, not just demanding from you. May you not miss it in marriage

Didier Drogba: "Torres' time at Chelsea wasn't as expected. Some even said it was one of the worst signings in the club's history in terms of performance compared to the price paid for him. But he scored a goal that will remain in the memory of the Blues forever. Torres was not part of coach Di Matteo's main plans during the 2012 Champions League campaign. He was only used for about 10 minutes across both legs of the semifinal against Barcelona. The equalizing goal he scored back then was historic and important for everyone. I remember he received the ball after a dangerous Barcelona attack near our penalty area. Xavi Hernández tried to pass through the depth of our defense, and if Torres hadn’t been in the right place at the right moment, Barcelona might have had one last chance — and no one knows how that could’ve ended. In the final minute of the match, he broke free and received the ball alone in Barcelona’s half, scoring the goal. I remember Roberto Di Matteo’s joy and the celebrations of the Chelsea players. After the match, Roman Abramovich came into the dressing room and told Torres, ‘You’re never leaving this place.’"

TEN ATTITUDES OF SMART PEOPLE 1. They are usually quiet than others – Smart people often prefer to listen and observe rather than dominate conversations. 2. They are aware of their own ignorance – Smart people recognize the limits of their knowledge and are open to learning more. 3. They avoid bragging – Instead of bragging, smart people let their actions speak for themselves. 4. They are humble – Despite their intelligence, they remain modest about their abilities. 5. They may have fewer close friends – They find it difficult to connect deeply with others because of their unique perspective. 6. They ask insightful questions – Smart people question deeply, seeking to understand and analyze. 7. They identify flaws and loopholes – They often examine systems or arguments to find imperfections. 8. They enjoy reading – A love of books and continuous learning is common among intelligent people. 9. They have strong intuition – They can often sense the true intentions and feelings of others. 10. They avoid confrontation – Intelligent individuals generally avoid unnecessary arguments and conflicts. #copied

VISION INTRODUCTION Vision is the revelation of God’s purpose and plan for a person, a people, a generation, or even an entire nation. It is not ambition. It is not wishful thinking. It is not mere goal-setting. Vision is divine direction birthed by divine encounter. According to Habakkuk 2:2-3 (NKJV): “Write the vision and make it plain on tablets, that he may run who reads it. For the vision is yet for an appointed time; But at the end it will speak, and it will not lie. Though it tarries, wait for it; Because it will surely come, it will not tarry.” This reveals a key truth: NO TRUE VISION SPEAKS AT THE BEGINNING; IT ONLY SPEAKS AT THE END. WHAT IS VISION? Vision is the spiritual insight into God’s intended outcome for a life. It is not self-initiated but God-initiated. It is the mental and spiritual picture of your future that propels you with energy, courage, and resilience. Vision is what gives life direction, focus, and purpose. Without it, people live by reaction instead of intention. Proverbs 29:18 (KJV) says, “Where there is no vision, the people perish.” True vision is born out of divine fellowship. It is not created in the boardroom but received in the secret place. Vision is not what you want to do for God, but what God wants to do through you. It is the blueprint of heaven deposited in your spirit, commanding your alignment and action. KEY FACTS ABOUT VISION 1. TRUE VISION SPEAKS AT THE END, NOT AT THE BEGINNING When vision first arrives, it often looks ordinary, confusing, or even unrealistic. It rarely comes with applause or clarity. In fact, it often invites criticism, mockery, and rejection. Just like Joseph’s dreams, vision is usually ridiculed before it is respected. In the beginning, it may appear dormant or unachievable. But in the end, it speaks loudly and clearly. Vision is validated by manifestation, not excitement. 2. VISION REQUIRES PROCESSING Before vision speaks, it processes. The one who receives vision must be processed to match the weight of what God has revealed. Moses had the vision to deliver Israel, but spent 40 years in the wilderness being prepared. Paul encountered Jesus and then spent years in Arabia being equipped. God will never place a heavy vision on an unprocessed vessel. Between revelation and manifestation is preparation. 3. VISION THRIVES ON CHARACTER, NOT JUST CHARISMA It is not enough to carry power gifts like prophecy, tongues, healing, or discernment. These are important but not sufficient for the fulfillment of vision. The gifts may attract attention, but it is the fruit of the Spirit that sustains destiny. According to Galatians 5:22-23, the fruits of love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control are the attributes that preserve the vessel and stabilize the journey. Many have received genuine visions from God but failed in character and collapsed in the process. Patience and long-suffering are especially critical because vision is a marathon, not a sprint. Without endurance, discouragement will abort destiny. 4. VISION REQUIRES TIME AND SEASONAL DISCERNMENT Vision is time-sensitive. No matter how accurate a vision is, if you try to manifest it outside of divine timing, it will fail. The power of vision lies in alignment with God’s schedule. Ecclesiastes 3:1 says, “To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven.” Misjudging seasons leads to premature exposure and failure. Vision must be walked out step by step, stage by stage. Just as a baby must crawl before walking, vision must mature before manifestation. Each season comes with its test. There is a season of silence, of rejection, of formation, and of visibility. You must discern them all. 5. VISION ATTRACTS ADVERSITY Every true vision will face opposition. In fact, opposition is one of the strongest validations that your vision is divine. Satan will not fight what is not a threat. Nehemiah’s vision to rebuild the walls of Jerusalem was opposed from every side. Jesus' mission was challenged from infancy to the cross. If your vision is truly of God, expect resistance—but also expect divine backing. Opposition is not a sign of failure but a test of commitment. Many faint in the day of adversity because their strength is small. Visionaries must be battle-tested, able to withstand storms, delays, betrayals, and discouragement. 6. VISION REQUIRES DISCIPLINE AND FOCUS Distraction is one of the deadliest enemies of vision. Many start strong but lose focus. Like Peter walking on water, they allow the winds of life to shift their eyes from the Master to the mess. Vision demands saying no to many good things to stay with the God-thing. It also requires the discipline of time, resources, and relationships. Not every opportunity is a divine instruction. You must guard your heart, your circle, and your energy. Vision flourishes in environments of purity and clarity. 7. VISION REQUIRES COURAGE AND RESILIENCE Vision will often demand that you walk alone. The early stages of vision may require loneliness, rejection, and misunderstanding. Noah built an ark with no rain in sight. Abraham walked to an unknown land. These men were sustained by vision, not applause. If you cannot endure the loneliness of vision, you will never enjoy the reward of vision. You must believe what God told you even when no one else sees it. Hebrews 10:36 says, “You have need of patience, that, after you have done the will of God, you might receive the promise.” 8. VISION SEEKS TRANSFORMATION, NOT JUST ATTRACTION A true vision will not just aim to make you popular or successful; it will aim to make others better, to improve society, and to advance God’s kingdom. Vision is bigger than self. It is redemptive. It serves others. It adds value. If your vision doesn’t stretch beyond you, it is ambition, not vision. STAGES OF A VISION 1. REVELATION – God reveals His purpose. 2. INSTRUCTION – Specific steps are given. 3. SEPARATION – You are separated from what limits you. 4. PREPARATION – You are trained and refined. 5. OPPOSITION – You are tested and resisted. 6. MANIFESTATION – Vision begins to produce fruit. 7. MULTIPLICATION – Vision spreads and multiplies in others. QUALITIES OF A VISIONARY Sensitive to divine instructions Emotionally stable and spiritually rooted Bold in the face of opposition Willing to endure delays and rejections Able to discern seasons and transitions Passionate about impact, not applause Willing to submit to process and authority Consistent in faith, regardless of results CONCLUSION Vision is not a one-time encounter—it is a lifelong journey. It is God's plan being worked out through your life in stages. Vision is fragile in the beginning but becomes powerful at the end. The end speaks, not the beginning. It is not how it looks now, but how it will be when God is done. Don’t abort your vision because of delay. Don’t discard it because of opposition. Don’t disobey because of pressure. What God has shown you will come to pass—if you stay faithful. Ecclesiastes 7:8 (NIV) says, “The end of a matter is better than its beginning, and patience is better than pride.” Vision is not about speed, but about staying in sync with God. Those who wait on the Lord will not be ashamed. The vision will speak—at the end.

From Housemaid To Oga's Wife Episode Two Martins and Nnenna continued their secret relationship without any problems. They acted normal during the day, pretending to be nothing more than an employer and his housemaid. Martins treated Jessica like a caring husband, and Nnenna did her house chores without drawing attention. But at night, everything changed. Martins would sneak out of his bedroom and go to Nnenna’s room. They would whisper, laugh, and hold each other in the darkness. It was the only time they could be together, and they cherished every moment. "I'm enjoying this relationship. I have the woman I love right under my roof. There are no better feelings than this." Martins said to himself. Jessica had no reason to suspect anything at first. She was living the life she wanted. It was a life of relaxation and comfort. Nnenna handled everything in the house, and Martins provided everything she needed. But after a while, she started noticing something strange. Martins would leave the bed at odd hours. It happened once, then twice. At first, she assumed he was just going to the toilet or stepping out for fresh air. But when it continued happening, she became curious. Why was her husband always leaving the bed in the middle of the night? "Where does he always go to? This is becoming serious. How can he be leaving the house in such odd hours? I have to find out." Jessica said to herself. Jessica decided to pay closer attention. She stayed awake some nights, waiting to see if it would happen again. And it did. Martins would quietly get up, check if she was asleep, and then leave the room. He always returned after about an hour. Jessica found it strange. Her husband never had this habit before. Something was not right. She needed to find out what was going on. One night, Jessica made up her mind. She was not going to sleep. She wanted to see exactly where Martins was going. She lay still on the bed, pretending to be asleep. She even let out soft breaths to make it look real. The clock ticked, and soon, it was 2am. Right on time, Martins slowly got up. He turned to look at Jessica. She did not move. Satisfied that she was asleep, he tiptoed out of the room. "Today, I must follow you to that place you always go to. I have to find out." She said. Jessica waited for a few seconds, then quietly got up. She moved slowly, making sure her steps did not make any sound. She followed Martins, keeping a safe distance. She saw him go towards the boys’ quarters. She was confused. Why was he going there? The only person staying there was Nnenna, their housemaid. Jessica’s heart beat faster, but she remained calm. She wanted to see for herself. Martins reached Nnenna’s door and knocked softly. Almost immediately, the door opened, and he stepped inside. Jessica gasped silently. She could not believe what she was seeing. Her husband had just entered the room of their housemaid. She moved closer and placed her ear near the door. At first, she heard whispers, then soft laughter. Her hands clenched into fists. Something was going on inside that room, and she had to know what it was. Inside the room, Martins sat on the bed and pulled Nnenna close. He ki.ssed her forehead and smiled. “I missed you,” he whispered. Nnenna smiled. “You saw me this evening,” she said, resting her head on his chest. “That’s different,” Martins replied. “I miss holding you.” Nnenna sighed. “I don’t like this sneaking around. It doesn’t feel right.” Martins lifted her chin. “Be patient, my love. This is the only way we can be together for now.” She nodded. She knew he was right, but it still felt wrong. She just wanted a normal life with the man she loved. Jessica pressed her ear harder against the door. She heard voices, but she could not make out everything they were saying. She took a deep breath and stepped back. She needed to be sure before she acted. Then, suddenly, she heard something else—the unmistakable sound of ki.ssing. Her body stiffened. Her husband was in there, doing something with Nnenna? She was not sure, she could no longer control herself. Jessica raised her hand and knocked loudly on the door. “Who is there?” she demanded. Inside the room, Martins and Nnenna froze. Their eyes met, filled with shock and panic. The knocking continued. “Open this door now!” Jessica shouted. Martins jumped to his feet. “What do we do?” he whispered. Nnenna’s hands shook. “She knows,” she said in a trembling voice. Jessica banged on the door again. “Martins! I know you are inside there! Open this door before I break it down!” Martins ran his hands through his hair. “Just stay calm,” he told Nnenna. He quickly grabbed his shirt and put it on. He needed to think fast. How was he going to get out of this situation? Jessica stepped back and looked around. She was furious. She could not believe what was happening. Her husband was cheating on her—with their housemaid! And not just any housemaid, but the one she had trusted the most. She shook her head in anger. This was not going to end well. Inside the room, Martins took a deep breath. “I have to open the door,” he said. Nnenna grabbed his hand. “No! She will kill me.” Martins sighed. “We can’t hide forever.” The knocking became louder. Jessica was losing patience. “Martins! If you don’t open this door right now, I swear, I will scream and wake the whole neighborhood!” "Waitim please. Don't open the door. I have an idea." Nnena said. To be continued

SHE HAD A ONE NIGHT STAND WITH A BILLIONAIRE THEN THIS HAPPENED …… Episode 2✅ And then she saw two bold pink lines. Positive. Joy froze. Her breath caught in her throat, and for a moment she thought she might pass out. She was pregnant. She pressed a hand to her stomach trying to make sense of it. A life was growing inside her. Lawrence Johnson's child. Tears welled in her eyes. What was she going to do? For the next few days, Joy couldn't sleep. Her mind kept racing with one question. Should she tell him? She didn't even have his phone number. The only way to reach him was through his company, Johnson Group. After struggling with the decision, she finally gathered the courage to go to his office. The Johnson Group building in Leosville was a towering glass structure that seemed to touch the sky. Inside, everything was sleek and polished, filled with expensive suits and the sound of heels clicking on marble floors. Joy felt small. She approached the front desk, her hands clenched into fists. I need to see Mr. Lawrence Johnson, she said trying to keep her voice steady. The receptionist, a tall woman with a tight bun and an even tighter expression, gave her a disbelieving look. Do you have an appointment? Joy hesitated. No, but it's important. Please, I just need a few minutes. The receptionist sighed loudly, tapping on her keyboard. Mr. Johnson doesn't meet people without an appointment. If you'd like to book one, the earliest available date is three months from now. Joy's heart sank. Three months? By then, she would already be showing. There's no way to see him sooner? She asked, desperate. The woman gave her a sharp look. Ma'am, Mr. Johnson is not someone you can just walk in and see. If you don't have an appointment, I suggest you leave. Joy stared at her, feeling a lump form in her throat. So this was how it was. She had been nothing to him that night, and now she couldn't even get five minutes of his time. She turned away slowly, feeling defeated. But as she reached the door, another thought hit her. Even if she did manage to tell Lawrence, what would he think? That she was trying to trap him. That she wanted his money. Joy's stomach twisted. She had already seen what he thought of women like her. He left her money on the nightstand like she was a prostitute. He would never believe she wasn't trying to use this pregnancy against him. And honestly, she didn't want anything from him. She didn't need his money. She didn't need his name. She would raise this baby on her own. Taking a deep breath, Joy walked out of Johnson Group, her decision made. She would never reach out to him again. He would never know about this child. She would be both mother and father. She didn't need him. She never had. And so, Joy disappeared from Lawrence's world, taking their child with her. After much thought joy had to resign from her work inorder to take care of herself and her unborn son . It was a really tough moment for her as she didn’t have any single money to even feed . At a time she considered committing an Abortion but her conscience wouldn’t let her The only person she could confined in was her old mother who accepted her whole heartedly and tried to ease the burden from her shoulders . Her mother despite her old age still took extreme care of her daughter and her unborn child . Joy and her mother would normally sit outside under the mango tree every evening to gist and talk about past events of the day but one day joy decided to bring up the idea of aborting the child her mother looked at her sternly ,Joy ,joy joy how many times did I call you Don’t make the mistake of terminating the blessing that God had sent you After saying this she stood up and went into her room to sleep leaving joy thinking to herself . She finally concluded within her not to terminate the child as it could be what God has destined . One day as joy was sweeping the front yard of their hut ,she started to feel a sharp pain at her abdomen region , she screamed in pain as her mother rushed out Her mother quickly called some men to help her and they rushed joy to the nearest hospital Push !! Push !!, The doctors voice was heard from the labour room Her mother just sat in the waiting room praying silently to herself 30 minutes later the doctor came out with a wide smile on his face He looked at joy’s mother and said happily Congratulations mama ,your daughter has just given birth to a bouncing baby boy Joy’s mother had tears of joy running down her cheeks as she rushed in to see her daughter smiling at her while holding her son She couldn’t hold back her tears as she hugged her daughter graciously Mama ,Joy called out ,meet Noah your grandson who is going to wipe both your tears and mine away . FIVE YEARS LATER The streets of Leosville bustled with life, filled with the sound of honking cars, people bargaining in open-air markets, and the distant hum of construction sites. The city had grown, just as Noah had. At just five years old, Noah Daniels was a ball of energy. His bright eyes shone with curiosity and his laughter was contagious. He was the reason Joy Daniels kept pushing forward every single day. She had worked hard over the years, climbing her way up in the interior design industry. Though she didn't have her own company yet, she had made a name for herself. Clients admired her work, and she was proud that she had built a stable life for Noah without anyone's help. She didn't need Lawrence Johnson. She had erased him from her life. But fate had other plans. It was a warm afternoon, and Joy had promised Noah a trip to Royal Crest Mall, one of the most luxurious shopping centres in Leosville. The mall was owned by none other than Johnson Group. But Joy didn't think much of that. She had long stopped worrying about Lawrence crossing paths with her. He probably wouldn't even remember her, so what were the chances? Noah ran ahead excitedly, tugging on Joy's hand as they passed through the mall's food court. Mommy, can I have ice cream? he asked, his big brown eyes filled with hope. Joy smiled. Okay, okay. Just one scoop. She led him to a small ice cream stand, waiting as the vendors scooped vanilla into a cup. Noah grinned, happily digging in as they continued walking. It was supposed to be just another normal day. Until she heard a voice. A voice that made her entire body freeze. Across the mall, standing in front of a row of luxury stores, Lawrence Johnson stood with a men in suits. He was doing his routine property inspection, something he rarely had time for, but today he had decided to visit the mall personally with his management staff. As he listened to his assistant discuss sales figures, his gaze casually swept across the food court. And then he saw the child. A small boy. Dark curly hair. A sharp jawline. A face that looked almost exactly like his own. Lawrence stopped breathing. The resemblance was too strong to ignore. His heart pounded as he watched the boy take a bite of his ice cream, laughing as his mother wiped a smudge off his cheek. And then, his eyes shifted to the woman holding the boy's hand. Something flickered in his mind, a vague sense of familiarity, but he couldn't place her. Where had he seen her before? Who was she? And why did her son look exactly like him? Before he knew what he was doing, Lawrence started walking toward them. Joy was laughing at something Noah had said when she felt a presence behind her. A dark, powerful presence. She turned, and her heart dropped. TBC…. Please let’s endeavour to react 🤲❤️

She Chose the Man Nobody Wanted, But What She Discovered Will Shock You In the dusty little village of Akur Ruba, people never forget how they laughed the day Ada married Ema—the man nobody wanted. Ema was the village’s poorest farmer. His house had cracked walls, a leaking roof, and no future—at least, that's what everyone believed. He owned nothing but a rusted hoe and dreams that barely kept him alive. Even the poorest in the village pitied his family. He was raised by his aging grandparents, Grandpa and Grandma Obi, and despite their poverty, Grandpa Obi carried a cheerful spirit and a belief that one day, Ema would shine. “Son,” he always said, “there’s more hope in a living dog than a dead lion. Just keep your hands clean and keep working.” But no matter how hard Ema worked, no lady wanted him. They mocked him. Laughed in his face. “Can you even afford my bride price?” one lady sneered. “Maybe sell your father's old bicycle first!” another laughed. He bore it all—until one day, fate intervened. Ema met Ada, a quiet orphan from a nearby village, who had nothing to her name but an old, squeaky sewing machine and a tiny patch of land. No family. No support. Just raw strength and humility. Like Ema, she had also known hunger, rejection, and pain. They connected instantly—two broken souls, stitched together by survival and simplicity. One day, under the shade of an old mango tree, Ema asked, “Will you marry me?” She smiled, wiping tears from her eyes. “Yes, but I have no parents. Just an elderly couple who treat me like their daughter. They can stand for me.” And so, with borrowed clothes and empty pockets, they did a low-key traditional wedding. No music. No food. No glamour. Just love. The village laughed louder than ever. “Poverty married poverty!” “Perfect match! At least now they can starve together!” But they didn’t care. They went to the farm together. Ate from the same plate. Shared stories, laughter, and hope. What others saw as disgrace, they lived as joy. Then, everything changed. One sunny afternoon, Ema was clearing a part of his farm when he came upon a stubborn tree with roots as deep as his struggles. He tried to uproot it, but something told him, “Keep digging.” And he did. He dug and dug—his fingers bleeding, sweat dripping—until he saw something shiny lodged in the dirt. He reached in… It was a massive diamond. Heart pounding, he wrapped it up and ran home. His grandfather's eyes widened. “Do you know what this is, son? This… this is a miracle.” The next morning, they traveled to the city to meet Grandpa’s old friend—a trustworthy goldsmith. After examining the stone, the man looked up and whispered, “This isn’t just a diamond. It’s one of the rarest and most valuable stones I’ve ever seen.” That day, everything changed. They sold the diamond and used the money wisely—investing, building, helping others. Ema and Ada became the wealthiest couple in the entire region. And those who once mocked? They watched in silence as Ema built a mansion right where their cracked house once stood. He bought his grandfather a brand new car to replace the rusted bicycle. He set up a fashion institute for Ada, who trained and empowered other orphan girls. One of the same women who had once laughed at Ema now came to Ada for a job. Ada simply smiled and said, “Life can change. Be kind to everyone. You never know where they’ll be tomorrow.” Ema—the man nobody wanted—became the man everyone wished they had chosen. So the next time you want to laugh at someone’s beginning, remember: 🌟 God writes the most beautiful stories from the roughest pages. FOLLOW UP TO BE NOTIFIED IMMEDIATELY I POST THE NEXT PART 👉👉Amazing Memer

🎙️Jose mourinho :"At the height of my glory, when I was nicknamed 'The Special One,' a young player came to me and asked, 'Sir, how can I be the best?' I replied, 'Train your mind before your feet, and understand the game as coaches understand it", Then Messi appeared to teach us all that true genius doesn't need complexity, but rather a child playing with joy! He made my tactics look like junk! I devised meticulous plans to stop great players and succeeded, but with Messi, every plan was like trying to hold water with your hand! The only thing that worked was begging that today wasn't his good day!" Messi is not a player He is a divine test of the patience of coaches! If someone asked me "What is the greatest lesson you have learned in your career?" I would answer without hesitation "Admit that you are powerless against true magic, and Messi is the magic that no coach will be able to stop" This is the only courage that remains. Messi didn't break the rules. He wrote a new book and burned the old ones "

Easter enjoyment jooh🤓🤓🤓🤓💯💯🥱🎉🎉💐

"IF I REGAIN FREEDOM TODAY, I WILL DONATE HALF OF MY WEALTH TO CHARITY" -Hushpuppi declares "In the darkest times of my life, i have seen people who used to flock around me distance themselves by calling me names, that popular albino i used to fly on a business class to Dubai to come enjoy life with me was calling me a stingy person the other day. During these moments i have realised a good name is better than wealth. If i get my freedom today, i will give half of everything to charity". #Afrocania #viral #everyone #followers #virals #reels #follower

Sometimes, we forget to appreciate the small wonders of nature that work for us without asking for anything in return. Frogs, for example, tirelessly do their job of keeping mosquitoes in check, yet never ask for compensation. They work for free, helping us enjoy peaceful evenings outside. It’s a reminder that sometimes the most valuable things in life are the ones we take for granted. Nature has its own way of balancing the world, without the need for recognition or reward. It’s up to us to recognize and appreciate the quiet, unseen work that makes our lives better. So, let’s reflect: What are the simple, unnoticed acts of kindness or work that help you every day? Share your thoughts below! 🐸🌿

Breakfast on Easter Monday. Enjoy your self, Naija wahala no fit stop us