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If you are broke please hide your penis.

So a 40 something years old lady picked up a trashed used condom of a 20 something years old billionaire and inserted it into her vagina just so she could get pregnant for a rich guy...

Fastforward to 4 years later, she is winning a law suit on child support against the billionaire in millions... and now she's a millionaire...

This is a progressive society where justice is not about what you think is right, wrong, or godly but what can be defended and proven.

In this same hotel work Nigerian parents and morality enforcement agents would warn their daughters not to work in.

You see how God can bless you in the worst places if only you are smart enough to do what was not written in the Bible or family rule book.

You see how sometimes you need to take the laws into your own hands and bend it to make it work.

You don't pray this kind of miracles...you make them.

You don't even ask for help, you help yourself.

I don't agree with what she did but I don't fucking matter neither does my opinion.

She is a millionaire now and her child will never be poor again. I agree with that.

That is the only justice that matters!

The one where you and you alone win!!!

Today I poem....

From tomorrow....I rant!!!!

Have a goodnight everyone and pls guys, flush your used condoms if you are a millionaire or a billionaire...if you are broke, please you have no right to bring out your penis and use it.

Use your head instead because until you have money, your cock is as useless as an empty vintage cup.

Save your sperm and help the society fight over population...

Two more poor bad heads are the problem of one rich bad head.



I am Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne

Serial Ranter

Comments

  1. This is a reminder that some miracles won't happen until you help yourself.

    Like I will always say "do your own path, God won't do for you what you're suppose to do for your self"

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