After a long night of making love, You jean rolled over, pulled out a cigarette from his jeans and searched for his lighter. Unable to find it, he asked thuso if she had one at hand. “There might be some matches in the top drawer,” she replied. He opened the drawer of the bedside table and found a box of matches sitting neatly on top of a framed picture of another man. Naturally, You jean began to worry. “Is this your husband?” he inquired nervously. “No, silly,” she replied, snuggling up to him. “Your boyfriend then?” he asked. “No, not at all,” she said, nibbling away at his ear. “Well, who is he then?” demanded the bewildered guy. Calmly, thuso replied, “That’s me before the operation' ai tsala o skobo yoh! Wena jeany boy tlogela go shela bosigo or stick to magesh as your partner or hector Happy lunch hour my chommies
Posted on: Thu, 25 Jul 2013 10:57:00 +0000