How Did my Face Become the Poster Image For Lovesick, African-American Cluelessness?
0 commentsWoi, woi, woi. Chei, chei, chei! Ajeish! Asemmm o assssem! I’m grieved! I’m injured! I’m damaged! God;I don’t know what to do! You people…you people wait for me, eh? I’m coming. I’ll explain just now. This afternoon I was happily plugging along, carrying out my recruiting duties when I got an alert on my phone […]