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"If I lose weight,I am on drugs and probably smoke "wee wee". If I dress nicely, I'm stuck up, very proud and arrogant. If I say what I think, I'm disrespectful and disgustingly opinionated. If I don't say anything, I am boring and so in trendy and not in vogue. If I cry,I'm a big sissy and not man enough. If I have female friends, I am a flirt and very suggestive. If I defend myself, I am problematic and unbearable."
NB: These days we can't do anything without being criticized, They stop talking only when jollof rice is inside their mouth. Who go cook jollof rice for these people today?

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