I didn’t force my daughter into prostitution, she likes being one

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Me? Force her into prostitution? I don’t know where you got the story that I forced Georgina into prostitution, the girl was already one. I just told her to be useful with it.

Look, I am an old man and I have seen my share of this life, so you can’t come to me, accusing me of what I didn’t do, I won’t accept it!

Georgina herself will not come to me to say I pushed her into ‘ashawo’ work. It is something she enjoys doing.

I am a retired officer of the law. I retired as a Sergeant after 35 years! When I was on the job, I provided for my family the best way I could. We lived in the barracks until I had to retire. I had to give up the flat I was given. That’s what happens when you retire. I retired due to an injury I suffered while off duty.

See my leg…it refused to heal…that’s why I look older than 62 years. It’s a long story but I want to respond to the accusation you brought here.

I agree that I had too many children, I had 8 children with my wife. You know, I also lived rough. I drink a lot because…life is harsh!

I had just one wife, Obiageli. She was Georgina’s mother. My wife died in the accident I told you I got injured from. Anyway, I couldn’t function properly as an officer even though my commanding officer really tried for me. I was still on the job for 7 more years before I had to go into early retirement. My gratuity was paid 4 and a half years after I retired.

When we first moved out of the barracks, we came straight here, Ajegunle. The cost of getting a house wasn’t much then. Then when I got my gratuity, I bought an Okada to use to make more money to feed my children.

Georgina has always been wayward

Not all my children live with me; the three older boys have left home; two are mechanics and one is in Abuja working in a supermarket. The fourth child, a girl, Justina, is working for one madam. She doesn’t live with me, she lives with the madam. Georgina is next, the third to the last. From the very beginning, she had been a wild child!

When we were still at the barracks, my wife was always quarreling with Georgina because we often heard stories that she was sleeping around!

We heard that she had slept with all the boys in the barracks! My own child! She wasn’t even doing it for money!

Look, no parent wants that but Georgina is wild!

We tried to discipline her but she was just too wild. She would run away from the house for days. I agree the conditions at home weren’t great, but I did my best. I was given a two-room flat. My wife and two of our youngest children slept in one room. The others shared the other room. The house was choked.

The conditions were horrible; you know police barracks, now. But that was all I could provide for them. After all, there were other officers too, like me, with many children, in the same conditions and their children were not wayward like Georgina. So I can’t blame the environment.

Georgina was 15 years old when all this nonsense began. Even though I knew some of the officers and boys she was said to be sleeping with, I couldn’t confront them, I faced my own child and disciplined her!

Then after we had to leave the barracks, after my wife had died…you know, I couldn’t even afford to rent a room. I still had five of my children living with me. Maybe, say four because Georgina was never fully living with us. Justina, the one senior to Georgina, hadn’t got a job with the madam at that time.

We moved to Ajegunle

I moved to Ajegunle. It was cheaper and we rented this place. It’s on top of a dump, but this is where we call home. This is what I could afford. I couldn’t do any other job. Even as a security guard, nobody wanted a security guard with a bad leg.

When I got my gratuity, I bought Okada to use for business and feed my children. The remaining three boys were in school, Jakande Secondary School.

As for Georgina, I only saw her a few times, her involvement in prostitution will not let us see her regularly.

As you know, Okada business isn’t lucrative anymore. When government banned Okada in many places, many of the riders came to our area to do business. So, there are too many of us here. And look at me, I am an old man, how many rides would I make to earn even N3, 000 per day?

I used to make up to N5, 000 sometimes, N6, 000 per day but since everywhere here is Okada, Okada… business is bad now!

Ok, so feeding the children, and even buying school shoes and clothes was a problem for me. That’s when I told Georgina to be “useful”, I told her, if she is fully into prostitution, she should at least use it to bring food home to us.

The other day, the landlord increased our rent; yes, this zinc house has a landlord. The man increased the rent. I couldn’t afford the increase on top of feeding three children. I also knew the man had been eyeing Georgina on the days he comes here and sees her. So, I told her to go and meet the landlord and “settle” with him so that he won’t increase our rent.

She refused to help with proceeds from her prostitution!
She said, “no!”

I got angry. She began to abuse me openly and called me all sorts of names, saying I was asking her to engage in prostitution!

That’s when I said, “If you are using your toto for fun, at least, use it to help your family. I hear you sleep with everything that had something between their legs, your business no dey hep your family?”

Well, she went, she went to do what she knows how to do and the landlord has changed his tone, we are no longer owing rent…for now.

Maybe that’s what the neighbours heard and are saying I am forcing her into prostitution. Is it the prostitution she isn’t already in?

Is it today she has been sleeping around?

The girl is very stupid, other girls around here are doing it and building houses for their parents, she is just giving out her own for free!

That’s all I am saying, “If you will sleep around, use it to help us!”

Is that one by force?
 
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The photo in the article has no undertext, so I wonder if one of these is her.
 
You see my old man’s got a problem
You live with the bottle that’s the way it is
He says his body’s too old for working
His body’s too young to be looking like his
…. I said somebody’s gotta take care of him,
So I quit school and that’s what I did…
 
I have. Five times. And now, I am doing it next to the TV dinner I’m having tonight with the missus (she’s getting the chicken fingers, but you wouldn’t care)
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Vantablack niggerskin and dirty ass woman length nails.

Pajeet, you could scrap out enough dirt from under those feminine old lady nails to fill a plantpot for chili. Bet it is mostly made out of poo so at least it would be good manure.
 
bro really saw his little daughter having sex at a young age and instead of stopping his daughter from further destroying her body with STDs decided to just pimp her out

Zero dignity, zero parenting, no love for his little girl. A society that deserves to fall into ruin.
This is also incredibly common in SEA as well.

Thailand, the PH, Laos, etc

Your daughter is expected to provide for the family so if that involves pimping her out to Western degenerates, so be it.
 
I have. Five times. And now, I am doing it next to the TV dinner I’m having tonight with the missus (she’s getting the chicken fingers, but you wouldn’t care)
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Poonigger confirmed. If you look closely you can even see the obligatory poo under his fingernails.
 
I thought this was a schizo post but now that I know it's from Nigeria the term, "ashawo work" makes a little more sense. I want to believe this is all just a mistranslation.
He also mentions he used to do Okada work, which is what they call offering a "taxi" service where you get to sit on the back of someone's motorbike.
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Before the ban it was the main way for many people to get around Lagos, because of how bad traffic jams are. But the ban isn't just about safety but because of the sheer amount of crime associated with Okada (and Keke, which are autorickshaws/tuk-tuks/tricycles with a cabin). This (insane) article gives you an idea.
“I got to the bus stop around 5 a.m. I was having my baby strapped at my back. An okada rider was passing by and as I waved my right hand to stop him, the young rider quickly stopped. As we were going, heading in the direction of my area of residence, the okada rider took a face towel from the front of his motorcycle. He used it to wipe off his face, and as if he wanted to hang it on his left shoulder, he hit the towel on my head. From that point onwards, I instantly lost my sense of reasoning.”
According to the nurse, the okada rider began to ride at a great speed towards the outskirts of Lagos until they got into a bush. And by the time he stopped finally, it was on a bush path where the mother and the baby were finally handed over to a team of kidnappers. By the time they took me and my baby to a lonely hut in the jungle, my sense of reasoning was restored. It was then I realised I was now in the hands of kidnappers.
“I came across about 10 other people who had also fallen victims like me. It was at this time I began to call the name of Jesus, but my kidnappers were not deterred. They shaved the hair of my baby and mine. And when they finally led me to the presence of the herbalist in order to be slaughtered for ritual purposes, the old man shouted. ‘Take her away! Take her and the child away!’ Two of the kidnappers bundled me and my child away from that demonic premises.”
And when this writer asked how the nurse was able to find her way back home, she said it was really the divine guiding hand of God.
“By the time the kidnappers took me away from the hut in the jungle, they dumped me on a foot path. And after walking for some kilometers, I began to hear the sound of moving vehicles. Using the sound of the vehicles as a guide, I was able to get to a tarred road. The vehicles passing by were unwilling to stop for me. This is because passengers in those vehicles thought I was a mad woman who is nursing a baby. At last, a kind hearted Nigerian stopped and parked beside me. He took the risk and listened to my story. It was this man that gave me a free ride back to Lagos.”
The ban actually caused significant disruption as it created a lot of unemployment all at once. Okada na fast means of land transportation for big cities like Lagos wia traffic palava no be your mate, so a lot of people in Lagos found themselves unable to get to work without walking for hours or queueing for buses for hours. A large number of people also supported themselves/their families with motorbike rides, or side-of-the-road enterprises like selling engine oil. Stories like this are the result.
 
Nigerians are too poor to use blogspot, thus, it has to be a news organization the one who published this

It's a legit news site from the looks of it. I think it might be an opinion piece or something like that. Maybe it's a print reply to some public accusation?

But this is Nigeria. So for all we know he may have forced her. After all, she didn't want to fuck the landlord in exchange for rent.
She refused to help with proceeds from her prostitution!
She said, “no!”

I got angry. She began to abuse me openly and called me all sorts of names, saying I was asking her to engage in prostitution!

That’s when I said, “If you are using your toto for fun, at least, use it to help your family. I hear you sleep with everything that had something between their legs, your business no dey hep your family?”

Girl refuses to sell her booty for rent money. Daddy most affected. She eventually agreed though. I hope that his three younger children aren't girls. This might turn into that Sublime song about the 12 year old prostitute.

What the fuck even is this? The protest itself is suspicious.
"From the day she was born, I could tell she was a little whore. Don't come bitching to me for "forcing" her to bring home money by selling her nasty little whore snatch."

He probably diddled her himself. Hence her becoming sexually dysfunctional.
 
Poonigger confirmed. If you look closely you can even see the obligatory poo under his fingernails.
>literally eating steak, something forbidden to hindoos, has unwashed hands from building his patio
>”Indian confirmed”.

Confirmed nigger, you even have a picture of another African animal as your avatar.
 
>literally eating steak, something forbidden to hindoos, has unwashed hands from building his patio
>”Indian confirmed”.

Confirmed nigger, you even have a picture of another African animal as your avatar.
>Jeet confirms he's a filthy southern-Indian/Keralite (and by extension likely a muzzie :cryblood:)
>Admits to unwashed hands which is obviously par for the course for the average pajeetard.

You are a poonigger, and I can prove it scientifically:

1.) Pajeet feet & skin tone

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The Banquet meal box you're placing your poo encrusted hands upon bears the following dimensions: 2.7cm x 15.8cm x 21.59cm (LxWxH). Taking the height of the box at 21.59cm and taking into account the fact the photo is a single plane, your foot length is approximately 24.5-25.5cm. This yields a rough shoe size of between a size 7 - 9, which is very much average for a male pajeet. Additionally, your height based on your shoe size yields a result of approximately 5ft5, which is slightly below what is expected for your average jeet.

Unfortunately for you, the average jeet penis size is just a shade over 5 inches, though I suspect your stinking little member falls short of that owing to the fact you're vertically challenged. This is compounded by the fact that you're also a fat little poonigger - your bloated sausage fingers demonstrate your proclivity for butter chicken and fried cow dung.

Your skin tone is unequivically pajeet. You cannot dispute this.

2.) Laziness and hygiene

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It is not surprising that your go-to meal of choice is a banquet salisbury steak meal. Your biological and genetic predisposition towards laziness has rendered you fat and unable to put the effort in to cook yourself a balanced meal. Furthermore, only a pajeet who wallows in their own filth builds a poo-tio and then fails to wash his hands before venturing out of his poo lair; the fact your crusty poo fingers have touched public surfaces at the Walmart, Krogers, or whatever discount store you purchased your banquet meal from is truly horrifying.

3.) You can't drive

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Adhering to the commonly known fact that Indians are some of the worst drivers in the world, it is good to see that you can't drive. At least the streets will be a little safer with you riding poogun. Your car is also disgusting, the accumulation of dirt is exactly what I'd expect from a poonigger. Your use of sunlight to bleach your poo-skin in this photo is clever, but you're not fooling anyone, pajeet. Also, note your clearly visibile monobrow in the reflection of your dashboard, another Indian hallmark (also, nice job doxing yourself):

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4.) India #1!

Our resident pajeet has a fondness for defending India, as is every poonigger's sworn obligation. Specifically, he blames foreign countries for India's state of shittery:
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This is an example of Poo's Second Law in action - when confronted with facts that contradict his glowing opinion of hindushitistan, a pajeet will falsely attempt to shift blame to other countries to explain why India being a shithole is not his fault:
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And here is an excellent example of Poo's Third Law in action:
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Total pajeet victory:
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5.) India 🤝 Israel
This is self explanatory:
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6.) Islamic Content

We've established that this pajeet is fond of steak. This can only mean that he is southern Indian and most likely muslim. This is supported by the following facts:
  1. The practice of hinpooism results in the consumption of Beef being outlawed in much of India, with the exception of the southern states.
  2. The vast majority of muslims in India are located within those southern states, particularly Kerala.
What do all muslims have in common? That's right - they're kiddie fiddlers. It isn't surprising, therefore, that our resident pajeet sees nothing wrong with arranged marriages, another staple of pajeetistan. Note the specific use of 'little girl' in his terminology. Also note the phrase 'both families will come down on him with both feet' - this is an excellent example of Indian English:
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And this is where we see this pajeet's adherence to Poo's First Law - as he cannot copulate with white women, he sees arranged marriage as being an easy route to white pussy. That's all three of Poo's Laws present.

7.) Conclusion

@Staticness is a pajeet.
 
Nice effortpost. Unfortunately, it's completely wrong, but you really went above and beyond hitting the confirmation bias. Let me address it piece by piece.

I am six feet even. Your height estimate is incorrect and you assume me to be standing fully erect and holding the camera at eye level when I take the photo, instead of holding the phone camera at an odd angle, like I said I did. You have somehow managed to translate me having to catch an uber due to traveling abroad for work (it wasn't even my fucking car, jackass) into Schrodinger's Filthy Car. It's either my ride and filthy (proof I'm a pajeet according to your dumbass) or not my ride because I can't drive (proof I'm a pajeet according to your dumbass).

The dashboard has seen you mistake my transition lenses for a monobrow. Were the photo higher quality, you would see the blue eyes retard niggers like you so envy. If I had, in fact, facedoxed myself, you'd be singing a different tune, as you'd learn my family on both sides to have come from Europe, like I have said all along.

You have then in your fit of autism, forced me to explain jokes. Jokes literally everyone but you could understand.
I made an "India #2 (as in #2 is shit, which is something that has flown completely over your head)" joke as well as turned the fact that Alexander the Great just up and died before he could conquer India into a "haha India managed to repulse Alexander the Great", a claim nobody could seriously entertain, remarks that Indians learned how to fake hate crimes from the Jews (the archetypical "Whatcha doin, rabbi?") , and then clear obvious shitposting about how the most performative Indian haters end up managing to get themselves banned from Kiwi Farms of all places for being shitty people (Dojima, Peggy).

As I am a white man married to a white woman who is my peer (and alive, and consenting, or whatever gotchas you might want to whip out), describing simply what is done in agrarian communities like the one in question is just that: describing what is done. I am not supporting it or opposing it, because that community of farmers is on the other side of the country from me and I'm trying to buck the trend of being a retard California imperialist.

In conclusion, kill yourself retard nigger. Your NPC confirmation bias has double confirmed that my tax money is going to paying for your worthless existence.
 
This is a pretty sorry tale, but Nigerians bring it on themselves with their culture of unfettered grifting and money grubbing.
Besides that, Mutt's law in full effect itt. If I were Indian I'd find this all pitiful and hilarious. Sometimes I think whites need a caste system, lot of you have dalit souls.
 
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