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God heals me when I smoke marijuana, I don’t go to hospital – Calabar cripple




In a chat with @Vanguardngr, the affected Colombian collector, Cross River State, Effanga Francis Umoh, revealed that he did not go to the hospital when he was sick, but was drinking native grass and smoked marijuana to get cured . Umoh, who serves as an agent disposal agent for women in the market, has declared that it is a shortage of money that has pushed him into using marijuana as a medical therapy. Unlike other garbage disposal agents in the market, who log baskets on their heads, on wheelbarrows or trucks, Umoh shuffles his king-sized basket of garbage at the disposal point, crawling in her ass.


His words: “The money the market women pay to pack their refuse cannot even buy me enough food to eat and igbo (marijuana) to cool my body, so which one do I take to the hospital for treatment?




I stay at home and buy herbs from Mallam and smoke some igbo and God always cures me. Even when I have sores on my body because of scratching on the ground, I burn the sores with igbo and I get well.”




Asked why he does not sit at one spot and beg for alms rather than undertaking the laborious activity to make money, he said: “I am an Efik man and we do not beg for alms in any circumstance because we are a proud nation. So I will rather work than bring shame to my people.” Räägi sõbrale... #AFRICA ... spill TEA ABOUT THE TOPIC ABOVE.... Easy on Shade #jaiyeorie

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