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A PLANE CRASH

A man n his wife were traveling to Italy by air for business . As they were at the peak of the journey when the pilot announced 'Ladies and gentlemen we're going to announce that one of the engines has stopped working while the remaining is not in functioning as required, therefore we may crush in few mins from now, we advise everyone to to reconcile with God n seek forgiveness. At that point, Mr Musa touched his wife n said, 'Honey please forgive me, Your sister who stays with us has been my lover, we had several abortions, she had even planned to poison you on your return from Italy so that we elope n go to USA, please forgive me. His wife responded,' No problem dear. Since its a confession time, let me also confess, hope you will have the heart to forgive me,'John and Esther among our 3 children are not your biological kids, Your only biological child is Victoria, the rest belong to Ezra your best friend, You remember when you were robbed by gangs last year ? 'He answered yes I do,' I set you up by some gangs who robbed you because I needed to pay for my boyfriend Albert tution's fee, Even now, I have arranged for your death through hired gangs on your return, Mr Musa responded, no problem, have forgiven you. Meanwhile, as the confession were going on, the pilot announced,'Ladies and gentlemen it's through your powerful prayers n faith that God has answered your prayers, the two engines are now OK, we are sure of safe journey now. All the passengers in the plain became silent instead of rejoicing the good news, Mr Musa shouted, pilot! Pilot! This plane must crush or we crush it.. Everyone said, Yesssssssss!!!!!!

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