Muzzbe true love.
If you won’t represent us properly, don’t bother at all.
You say I do, but do you say I cook?
This suffering is too mush
Its Kunle Afolayan again
So you mean you can’t prostrate?
All of you have join gang
When “I do” becomes ”I don’t”
It’s the Petty Olympics
From Accra to Brooklyn
The jokes just write themselves