Amchidox Blog

At the beginning, it was our former dodgy CBN Governor that claimed over $20billion oil revenue was not remitted into CBN account. Then our dodgy Senators decided to investigate. They told us there was no missing revenue. Now, the citizens are divided into three groups. Those in the first group have made up their mind that oil revenue has been stolen by our oga at the top. They will never believe anything else. The second have made up their mind that no money was lost. If you like produce audited accounts from all the reputable audit firms, you are only wasting your time. The third, which is my group, will like to tell these two groups to go f**k themselves. The first two groups are the problem with Nigeria. They are never going to be interested in the truth. With them around, Nigeria is doomed. So, is money missing or not? We will never know the truth.

Muslims are not happy. They’re not happy in Gaza. They're not happy in Egypt. They're not happy in Libya. They're not happy in Morocco. They're not happy in Iran. They're not happy in Iraq. They're not happy in Yemen. They're not happy in Afghanistan. They're not happy in Pakistan. They're not happy in Syria. They're not happy in Lebanon. So, where are they happy? They're happy in Australia. They're happy in England! They're happy in France! They're happy in Italy! They're happy in Germany! They're happy in Sweden! They're happy in the USA & Canada! They're happy in Norway! They're happy in almost every country that is not Islamic! And who do they blame? Not Islam... Not their leadership... Not themselves... THEY BLAME THE COUNTRIES THEY ARE HAPPY IN!! And they want to change the countries they're happy in, to be like the countries they came from where they were unhappy! Try to find

Bang! Goes the door Away goes my lover The one i be joyous to see sooner Then i be abducted aback Abstainer i was with head aloft Affable he was with words so soft Disarmed i was wit his artifice Amenable i became then i be sacrifice. Lucious was life, allrounder he was Lunacy was me, round i'm geting My hidden forest i left unprotected Seeds, seeds he planted dusk and dawn Seeds....seeds dat now germinate Oh! in navel of d womb. Appraised he was by me of his seed Smite i was by hot coals, i knew not abode in his mouth. BANG! I hear again dis time it be my heart Shatterd in thousand pieces Then i die a thousand deaths For my heart i gave, soccer he took Player he is, spectator i was For confusion be order of my being For i journey alone Now i am queen of fools Now i am  trifle Now i am faceless to my  begetters Now shame embrace me Now i am drop out Now my  dreams  and upbeat be dashed For i have two, to think Me and my sprouting seed Where shall