Omar's Emails Are Bright White

My Emails Are Bright Lime

My Comments Are In Yellow

We hear from Omar and he is in Abuja! I received a ton of email from the fat bastard but all saying the same thing, he is in Abuja.

Subject: Sir I am now in Abuja
From: Omar Ntoum
Date: Mon, December 1, 2003 8:07 am
To: Richard Cranium
Priority: Normal

President Sir,

Thanks for your e-mail, which I have received but it wasn’t readable. Therefore, kindly send it back for my confirmation/action.

Meanwhile, I am now in Abuja at IBRO HOTEL. As planned already, I went to the Airport this morning but on the arrival list Mr Panni name did not appear on it.

So please take a look on the bellow message sent by you. Actually it wasn’t readable. Try and resend it.

Thanks for your kind understanding and concern,

Omar.

Subject: Please resend to me his passport copy.
From: Omar
Date: Mon, December 1, 2003 9:19 am
To: Panni
Priority: Normal

Dear Gurum,

Thanks for your e-mail.

Meanwhile, I am now in Abuja at xxxx HOTEL Room 325. As planned already, I went to the Airport this morning but on the arrival list Panni or MeGroins did not appear on it.

Thanks for your concern once again. Unfortunately I tried to open the Scanned copy but it was impossible for me due to there bad network in Nigeria.

Please detail me his Flight schedule so that I will be in the Airport holding with me the I AMADILDO TNB Certified Australian-America Oilator Company, Ltd.

Please call me with this number xx xxxx

Thanks for your kind understanding and concern,

Awaiting for your prompt response,

Omar.

We don't know if Omar really got a room or he is camped out on the sidewalk telling us he got a room while using his cell phone. There is reason to believe the fat bastard is sleeping in the bushes in FRONT of the hotel and not in it.

We suspect Omar is now flat assed broke and I suspect, even for someone as dumb as Omar, has to wise up sooner or later.

When it unravels it is like a lightbulb went off in the fat bastards head revealing all.

Things are really beginning to look up. Omar's life is starting to suck, isn't that great?

There is strong feeling he spent the last of his money for a last night in a hotel before Holden MeGroin showed up to save the day.

Of course, Holden MeGroin won't show up and Omar is flat broke, busted.

This is good, we are all happy for him. Remember, Omar sucks.

What to do with Omar now? After much discussion it was determined we had already done all the damage we could with anything more just being topping on dessert so we tried to set Omar up for another little side trip to Wawa the site of the Kainji dam project. It's a wildlife preserve and nothing is out there. No motels, nothing. In other words it was the best location we could think of to send Omar to next.

In the meantime we receive the two last emails from Omar which consist of subject line only.

Here is the last email received from Omar.

Mr. Panni nexts now calls Omar telling him that Mr. MeGroin flew into Kainji in a chartered plane to finalize a huge sale of Oilators and insisted that Omar meet Mr. MeGroin there and everything will be finaled.

We didn't know if he could go as far as Kiainji I, for one, was hoping we could get him to head north to Niger (a country that makes Nigeria appear as a garden spot) ever taking Omar farther from Gabon and home.

For your merriment and listening pleasure here is the recording of that conversation.

Isn't that something? How dare he hange up in the middle of the telephone conversation! Many people have wanted to know exactly when Omar "twigged" and I feel that when he hung up is the exact moment he "twigged" to our scam.

This is not good for I will miss the fat bastard.

We felt we had one last straw and, having nothing to lose, we played it.

It is decided to have Australian-American Oilator's company psychologist contact Omar in hopes of lowering his stress level and bringing him back into the "Oilator family" as it were.

In one minute segments we have approximately five recordings taken during this conversation but for technial reasons they are pretty much one sided so Dr. Ucker was kind enough to write a synopsis of the conversation.

At 5:22 OST (Omar Standard Time) I decide to give Omar a call. I am Dr. Cox Ucker, the psychologist of Australian-American Oilators. Mr. Pannis has expressed his concern that Omar is irritable and would like me to talk to him - no problem!

I call what I believe to be a hotel, but as soon as Omar picks up the phone I know it can't be so. There are people in the background talking and I hear a crumpling of paper bags in the background. Is he laying in the street?

I ask for Omar, and he says it's him. I tell him who I am and that Mr. Pannis wanted me to call him and check up on him. I ask if everything is okay. "No I am not okay. I am in Abuja with no money and I am scared for my health."

"Well Mr. Omar we are scared for your health too, so we are taking precautions to get you out of there. Due to Mr. Herpesi's death we have heightened security measures and we are trying to get you out." The whole time I am talking his babbling on about Karma and God and something about Judas' sin being a punsihment to all of us, I just kept talking louder.

"Why are you calling me? Who are you?"

"I'm Dr. Cox Uckers. Mr. Panni is scared for your safety and seeing as he has been put in charge of yoru security, he asked me to call and make sure everything is okay."

"God is my only security, I need no other. Do you mind if I ask how old you are?"

I lie, "No not at all, I am 26. Listen we hav finalized plans to get you in contact with Mr. Megroin, do you have a pen and piece of paper to take notes? Good. Mr. Megroin is in Wawa working at the Kainji Dam, we just received a very large contract with a French contractor there. We have also set aside money to refund you all of your travel expenses. You must fax us a copy of your receipts and your passport and we will send this money, via Western Union, to the Western Union located at Ollie River Camp within Wawa."

Omar then asks me if I speak French, no I don't I tell him, and he then continues on about more God shit. I'm starting to get pissed right about now, so I drop to the point. "Sir, I'm really not interested in talking about religion right now. I woke up very early in the morning to call and talk to you because Australian-American Oilators sees you as a valuable asset. I am more than happy to talk religion any other time, but for now let's talk business."

He refuses and goes off on another tangent about Judas and Karma. He then asks if I have ever heard of someone in a dilemma. Of course I reply, "Yes I do, and it's you Omar. We are trying our best to get you out of your dilemma but you must cooperate. Will you please fax us a copy of your receipts and passport so we may reimburse you and you can make travel arrangements to Wawa?"

"No, I will only fax to God, for he will reimburse me."

"Would you like for another member of our company to contact you a bit later on?"

"No I am trying to sleep."

"Can we contact you via Email?"

"No I have no money to get to my Inbox."

"Will you fax those receipts so we can get you money so you can check your email?"

"I HAVE NO MONEY TO FAX WITH! YOU WILL FEEL GOD'S WRATH FOR DOING THIS TO ME! I DO NOT WANT THE MONEY, GOD WILL REIMBURCE ME?"

"Well, then what do you want? Oilator can make it happen... what is it?"

"Psalm 23: For thou shall not want..."

"Okay, let me rephrase, what is your business with Australian-American Oilators? What do you hope to achieve personally?"

"A personal relationship with Mr. Panni and Mr. Megroin."

"Well, I have told you 3 times within this conversation how you may do so, they are working on the Kainji Dam projct in Wawa. Will you be making travel arrangements to get there? You will receive full reimbursement upon arrival."

"No, I see no point. I have no money and no hope, I will stay in Abuja."

SO, you no longer want to be offiliated with Oilators?"

"If that is what you want okay."

"No, we want you. We see you as a valuable resource as our ONLY African Representative. It's up to you Omar." "Do not contact me, I am done with Oilators."

"Okay, it was a pleasure doing business with you and good luck in all your future. I must mention you will receive no compensation for your costs during this travel due to the fact you have renigged on our contract."

"Please just let me get some sleep."

"Isn't it 6:00AM? Time fo a businessman to be up and ready to work."

"I am no longer a businessman. You and everyone else leave me alone, no email, no phone calls, no fax. Let me be!"

"Alright, well I just wanted to let you know that you are one stupid fuck! Omar, did you know hundreds of people around the world have watched your every single step? A half dozen of us have manipulated you like a puppet and made you take every step we wanted you to? You have got to be the dumbest fuck in the entire world."

He keeps babbling about how he doesn't understand in here.

"Your 419 Scam, it was weak. This is what we do for fun Omar! We send stupid fucks like you around the world, all at your own expense."

More I don't understand.

"Here let me break it down: Australian-American Oilators doesn't exist, Genatali Herpesi doesn't exist, Holden Megroin doesn't exist, Mr. Pannis doesn't exist, and I don't exist. You have been chasing absolutely nothing around that continent, and we have all been sitting at home pointing and laughing at your dumb ass."

"You will answer to God for this."

"Yeah whatever you fucking retard..."

I hang up. Total conversation time, 38 minutes. I think this is a record with a Mugu!

(note the audio in the links below are hard to understand and garbled. I'm including them anyway)

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https://niggermania.com/omar/omar2.wav

https://niggermania.com/omar/omar3.wav

https://niggermania.com/omar/omar4.wav

https://niggermania.com/omar/omar5.wav

That is the last we hear of Omar. I am going to miss him.