So you and your guys are talking about love and relationships.
Forming like you people know everything!
Everybody’s head is swelling and they are talking one million talks.
Then you start trying to figure out how many girlfriends it will take to make you satisfied.
You need one to stop your mother from disturbing you about marriage.
Another one you have in the office to make life more bearable.
Another one that brings food in cooler for you at the beginning of the week.
One that is a prayer warrior.
One to teach you bad bad things “in the other room”.
The one that has a masters degree in frustration and manufacturing conflict.
The one that is an assistant mummy.
One that helps you augment your finances. As per assistant ATM.
The one that will nab you reading this post and give you query later since you are now insane.
