Donation From Mrs Favienne Kone. Avenue 26 Rue 17, Treichville,Abidjan, Cote D’ivoire.
Dear beloved child of the most high God, May the grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, the love of God and the communion of the Holy Ghost be with you as you read this message, it is obvious, that this message will meet you with great surprise. I am Mrs Favienne Kone. I am married to Engr. Raymond Kone who was the Chief Executive Director of an Oil and Gas producing Company here in Cote D’ Ivoire for eleven years before he died on the 27Th of November 2005.
We were married for eleven years with-out a child. He died after a brief illness that lasted for only four days. Before his sudden death, we were both born again Christian. Since his death I decided not to remarry or get a child outside my matrimonial.
When my late husband was alive he deposited the sum of $3.7Million (three Million Seven Hundred Thousand United State dollars) In one Finance Security Company here in Abidjan Ivory Coast, and advised me that he used my name as the next of kin and that the security company officials does not know the real content of the trunk box because he camouflage it as (FAMILY VALUABLES AND TREASURES) For security purpose, and it is still with the Security Company up till now.
Recently, my Doctor told me that I have serious sickness which is cancer problem, the one that disturbs me most is my stroke sickness.
Having known my condition now, I have decided to donate this fund to a church or individual that will utilize this money the way I am going to instruct herein.
I want a church or individual that will use this fund for the helping of the orphanages, widows, propagating the word of God and to endeavour that the house of God is maintained, For i know that my sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in me in the kingdom of God according to the book of [Romans 8:18]. Therefore i am giving out this donation in the name of our Lord Jesus Christ, for it is written that i should give, and it will be given to me, Blessed is the hand that giveth, I took this decision because I don’t have any child that will inherit this money and I don’t want my husband’s efforts to be in vain, I don’t want a situation where this money will be used in an ungodly way.
Please, let my donation be in secret between you and i,as it is written in the book of [ Matthew 6:3 - 4] That when you do a charitable deed, do not let your left hand to know what your right hand is doing, that your charitable deed may be in secret;and your father who sees in secret will himself reward you openly.
I am not afraid of death since I know where I am going. I know that I am going to be in the bosom of the Lord, because the Lord has been my strenght and hope As soon as I receive your reply in acceptance of my donation, I shall give you the contact of the
security company here in Abidjan Cote D’ Ivoire . I want you and the church to always pray for me..
My happiness is that I lived a life of a worthy Christian. Whoever that wants to serve the Lord must serve him in spirit and Truth, Please always be prayerful all through your life, and also remember me in prayers.
May Almighty God make you an eternal Excellency and a joy of many generations….Amen?
Hoping to receive your reply and remain blessed in the Lord. Yours Sincerely in Christ,
E-mail Yasi your question at AskYasi@thehundreds.com. There is absolutely no guarantee she will answer your question, but at least you can tell your friends you talked to a girl.
Hello, it is I, Nood Leon, with a romantic query for you, Miss Ask Yasi. Please do tell me, what do you think of this as a most perfect first date: A wrought iron table and chairs tucked cozily into a beautiful garden veranda (think lush greenery, such as ivy and spanish moss). One hundred white candles (french vanilla scent). Soft music from a trio of violinists (perhaps Vivaldis “Le quattro stagioni”?) and giant bouquet of white gardenias beside the lady’s chair. And the clincher: a five course meal, with wine accompaniment. First course, Antipasto Ramen Salad (Top Ramen, black olives, various Italian meats) with a glass of pinot noir. Second course, Seafood Cup Noodles with a glass of chardonnay. Third Course, Ramen Noodle Alfredo with a glass of shiraz. Fourth course, Chocolate Ramen Fondue with a glass of sherry. Fifth course, ME!!! (Also there is a potential intermission between the third and fourth courses in which I put on my boombox and do a dance for the lucky lady. I have attached a video of my moves for your perusal.)
Does that sound like an idyllic evening or what? And would you like to join me for it?
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Leon,
Wow. Clearly you have put some thought into this, and while I applaud your attention to detail, I have to respectfully decline. And not just because I found the above video so disturbing I couldn’t eat for three hours after watching. (Your Twitter is pretty funny though). Aside from the fact that I, am in fact, gluten intolerant and thus could not partake in any of your Top Ramen/Cup Noodle culinary delights, I have a few other issues with your “perfect date.” As a general rule, I don’t find the typical notion of “romance” appealing. Candlelight and soft music smack of contrived drivel, and the scent of french vanilla kind of grosses me out. This is not to say that I am the kind of girl who thrives off of being mistreated by men (although it’s not to say that I’m not, either). I watch rom coms. I know the Truth about Cats and Dogs. I know what the contents of The Notebook are. I own 27 Dresses. I know what love is.
All I’m saying is that in my world, a perfect date is dinner at a cozy diner or a delicious Mexican restaurant, followed by drinks at a dive bar where the DJ plays a mix of Poison, Prince, and Morrissey en espanol. In fact the guy that whisks me off to Red Lobster on the first date probably holds the key to my cold, dark, seafood loving heart (especially if he lets me order french fries AND mashed potatoes). So, while I am sort of intrigued, I have to respectfully decline. Your eyebrows are kind of hot though.
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Yasi- I’ve been reading the “back issues” of the blog and one entry after you tore someone a new asshole for talking about selling out, the title was “We Hate it When Our Friends Become Successful” I just wanted to commend you for your knowledge of good ska music!
My question is somewhat odd but intriguing to me. In you tween, teen, and current years, do you feel that the social interactions of yourself and your friends changed a lot? Do you think you lost a lot of friends from high school until now?
Thanks for reading, keep up the awesome blog and cynical awesomeness!
Dan
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Dan,
Oh fuck, dude, I don’t listen to ska music. (Are there still people who do? Maybe Bobby). That’s a line from a Morrissey song. So please take your commendation back.
That aside, your question is a pretty good one. Of course my interactions are different from when I was (as you so charmingly put it) a “tween.” Let me break it down for you. When I was in middle school, I was so beyond ugly and angsty that my interactions were awkward at best but more often than not flat out painful. Somewhere between then and college I stopped hating myself and started hating everyone else. In college I was fucked up most of the time so I don’t really remember what my interactions were like. (I’m sure they were charming). And now, I don’t have many interactions because I’m an ornery old lady.
To answer your question more explicitly, I wouldn’t say I have lost many friends since then. More like I’ve misplaced them. People grow up and change, and some people change a lot. Worse, some people don’t change at all. And it takes time to know who you are. Fuck even now I don’t totally know, but I know a little better than when I was 18 or so. You do your best to maintain relationships but sometimes it just doesn’t work out like that. Then there are friends that you can not talk to for a year, but when you do, it’s like not a day has passed. And there are friends that even when your interests and lifestyles sort of diverge, you can find yourself sitting in a bathtub together (in Halloween costumes, perv) talking about life for a few hours. My take on friendship is that it should (for the most part) be a relatively natural thing. If you have to push it too hard it’s probably not worth it.
Again that might have been tangential but I’m too tired from covering myself in blood last night to delve into this further.
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