One who spews without thinking. One who forgot to take the chill pill. One who didn’t get a hug (or something else a bit more risque) in the morning. One who checked their humanity in the day they opened their mouths (to talk, Tiger, to talk!). One who is not happy unless she is making everyone else nod their heads and say; “Tjek wat daai Teef gese het!”
Thanks for making me die just a little bit inside, Tanya Smit.
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