Rubery, Bandage, and Bribe
It was a hot Monday morning in Limpopo, and Baba Jabulani stormed into the police station looking like a bandaged leftover from a kung fu movie. His wife Mama Rose followed quietly, still wearing her Sunday wrapper and angry silence.
Officer, Baba Jabulani shouted, holding his bandaged arm like a trophy. Armed ubbers They shut me in the arm, took all my money, and even my wife’s jewelry. They left us with nothing
The police officer, Sergeant Malume, looked up slowly from his bench like someone just interrupted his nap.
He sighed deeply, scratched his head, then grabbed his pen like it was too heavy to lift. They took all your money... eh
Yes sir Baba cried dramatically, holding his arm again for sympathy. Everything gone. They even sto le her golden earrings the one we used for bride price balance
Sergeant Malume frowned and leaned forward. Without money.. how are we going to conduct the investigation
Mama Rose’s eyes widened. "Ehn? What do you mean
Sergeant Malume stood up slowly like a Nollywood villain. You see madam, the fuel for patrol van is not free. Even the biro I'm using now belongs to my cousin in customs
Baba Jabulani looked confused. "So we must pay for the police to catch the cri nals that stol e our money
Exactly Sergeant said proudly. In this country, justice has fuel consumption
Mama Rose stood up and shouted, Let’s go, Jabulani! Before this one arrests us for being victims
As they stormed out, Sergeant Malume called after them, Wait o! If you find small change later, come back. I fit help you
In this country, even your misfortune needs a budget
It was a hot Monday morning in Limpopo, and Baba Jabulani stormed into the police station looking like a bandaged leftover from a kung fu movie. His wife Mama Rose followed quietly, still wearing her Sunday wrapper and angry silence.
Officer, Baba Jabulani shouted, holding his bandaged arm like a trophy. Armed ubbers They shut me in the arm, took all my money, and even my wife’s jewelry. They left us with nothing
The police officer, Sergeant Malume, looked up slowly from his bench like someone just interrupted his nap.
He sighed deeply, scratched his head, then grabbed his pen like it was too heavy to lift. They took all your money... eh
Yes sir Baba cried dramatically, holding his arm again for sympathy. Everything gone. They even sto le her golden earrings the one we used for bride price balance
Sergeant Malume frowned and leaned forward. Without money.. how are we going to conduct the investigation
Mama Rose’s eyes widened. "Ehn? What do you mean
Sergeant Malume stood up slowly like a Nollywood villain. You see madam, the fuel for patrol van is not free. Even the biro I'm using now belongs to my cousin in customs
Baba Jabulani looked confused. "So we must pay for the police to catch the cri nals that stol e our money
Exactly Sergeant said proudly. In this country, justice has fuel consumption
Mama Rose stood up and shouted, Let’s go, Jabulani! Before this one arrests us for being victims
As they stormed out, Sergeant Malume called after them, Wait o! If you find small change later, come back. I fit help you
In this country, even your misfortune needs a budget
Rubery, Bandage, and Bribe ππ€£ππ€£
It was a hot Monday morning in Limpopo, and Baba Jabulani stormed into the police station looking like a bandaged leftover from a kung fu movie. His wife Mama Rose followed quietly, still wearing her Sunday wrapper and angry silence.
Officer, Baba Jabulani shouted, holding his bandaged arm like a trophy. Armed ubbers They shut me in the arm, took all my money, and even my wife’s jewelry. They left us with nothing π€£
The police officer, Sergeant Malume, looked up slowly from his bench like someone just interrupted his nap.ππ€£
He sighed deeply, scratched his head, then grabbed his pen like it was too heavy to lift. They took all your money... ehππ€£
Yes sir Baba cried dramatically, holding his arm again for sympathy. Everything gone. They even sto le her golden earrings the one we used for bride price balance π€£π€£π
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Sergeant Malume frowned and leaned forward. Without money.. how are we going to conduct the investigationπ€£π€£π
Mama Rose’s eyes widened. "Ehn? What do you meanππ
Sergeant Malume stood up slowly like a Nollywood villain. You see madam, the fuel for patrol van is not free. Even the biro I'm using now belongs to my cousin in customsπ€£ππ€£
Baba Jabulani looked confused. "So we must pay for the police to catch the cri nals that stol e our moneyπ€£π€£π€£π€£
Exactly Sergeant said proudly. In this country, justice has fuel consumptionπ€£π€£π€£
Mama Rose stood up and shouted, Let’s go, Jabulani! Before this one arrests us for being victimsππππ€£
As they stormed out, Sergeant Malume called after them, Wait o! If you find small change later, come back. I fit help youπππ
In this country, even your misfortune needs a budgetπ€£π€£π€£
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