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Thomas Crooks, The Trump Shooter, Is A Nigerian!

  Thomas Crooks Thomas Crooks was just an ordinary guy until he listened to his overtaxed brain.  Brain: Do you know you can be famous? Crooks: How? Brain: By attempting the infamous!  So, Crooks picked his father’s AR-15-style semiautomatic rifle. He listened to his confused brain again and headed to a rally nearby. Minutes later, he did a crooked thing by firing at Donald Trump!  Crooks wasn't a known professional crook. But he obviously had a enough crooked mind to store explosives in his car and home.  Yes, the Trump shooter was one man. But his name, “Crooks,” gave the impression of a multiple negative character. His crooked act and plans probably justified the addition of letter “s” to a his name, making him one but many crooks! Crooks’  “crooked shot missed Trump by an inch. Thomas Crooks was probably so crooked that he couldn't think straight. But thank God he couldn't shoot straight, either. Otherwise, the world would have missed a daring, straight...

I DID A DNA TEST AND I WAS SHOCKED!

 



Chief Oga was livid, eyes red like fresh tomatoe! He strode into his lavish living room, waving a DNA test result, as if it was  a winning lottery ticket. His voice boomed with indignation as he confronted his wife, who’s calmly scrolling through her phone as if nothing was amiss.


Chief Oga: Adunni, this DNA test says Junior isn’t mine! What have you got to say to that?”


The wife raised one eyebrow and returned to her phone. “Oh, dear. Must we discuss this now? I’m busy with Tapswap, I must win N10 billion in one minute from this virtual money. After that, I’ve Telemundo and Candy Crush Tournaments. Today is the finals.”


Chief Oga: “When do you want to discuss it? When Junior is old enough to get married?“


Okay, Chief Oga just found out that his 9-year-old son was, ironically, not his. That discovery was part of a growing trend that’s recently turned DNA testing into Nigeria’s national pastime. Yet, the implications are far from trivial.


Nigeria, a land where drama is as much a part of daily life as jollof rice, has found its latest obsession: DNA tests. This scientific marvel has sparked more public intrigue than Tapswap, the currently hottest cryptocurrency affair. 



Check it out! Many Nigerian men, including celebrities, are now reeling from the shocking news that the children they’ve lovingly raised for years aren’t biologically theirs.


First, Adunni and her peers have spun webs of deceit that would make a seasoned con artist proud. Their actions beg the question: What would drive a wife to present another man’s child as her husband’s? Is it love, fear, security?  Or is it just a modern twist on the ancient art of deception?


The moral fabric of society is torn when trust within a family is shattered. Children face identity crises that could rival any Nollywood plot twist. And, the sanctity of marriage, already wobbling under various societal pressures, takes a “coffin hit”.


While the drama unfolds, the society watches with bated breath. These revelations don’t just affect the families involved; they send shockwaves through communities. Gossip mills work overtime, and suddenly, everyone’s a genetic detective.


Neighbor 1: “Did you hear about Chief Oga? Three of his kids aren’t his! I heard the wife started sleeping with the driver in his mother’s womb.”


Neighbor 2: “Shocking! But you know, I always thought Junior looked more like that short vendor, who supplies Chief newspapers.”



This kind of scandal fuels distrust and speculation, making every family a potential episode of “Who’s the Daddy?” Moreover, it threatens the very foundation of familial bonds, where biological ties are often equated with legitimacy and love.


Look, men aren’t exactly saints, in this matter. While they’re busy waving DNA results and decrying their wives’ infidelities, many of these gentlemen have skeletons rattling in closets across the country. 


Chief Oga himself might be unaware of the half-dozen “little Ogas” playing or fighting over footballs in various neighborhoods.


Okay, let me confess. But you must not tell my wife o. I also did a DNA test and I was shocked at the result. All the 175 kids in our  five neighbouring villages belong to me! 



Seriously, the real tragedy of DNA tests lies in the unseen consequences. Children are the ultimate victims in this genetic circus. They grow up in a whirlwind of confusion, their sense of identity in disarray. And the society, caught in a cycle of scandal and distrust, becomes more fragmented.


So, here’s the real: While we depend on advanced technology to uncover certain secrets, the basic human values of fidelity and truthfulness remain as vital as ever.


In the end, like it or not, family is more than mere biology: It’s about love and trust that bind us, something no test can measure!

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