The reason I went to Cali in the first place was for my cousin Maruwa (pronounced MA-ROO-WUH). She's grown alot since the last time I've seen her, and so have I lol. Here is a pic of her and her newlywed:
And these are the faces they made when my uncle farted:
The church was beautiful by the way. I admire all artwork:
STICK TO YOUR ROOTS NAIJA BOYS AND GIRLS!!
Most people will remember me for this! Every other young boy and girl had on regular dress clothes, but not me:
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