One of Those Days
"This job is killing me."
"Tell me about it"
"If I only I can get a rich guy and all I'll have to do is lay on my back and pop out babies"
"Lol. You may wanna choose a beach for baby making. Since he'll be rich anyway"
"I don't care for a beach. Give me a mansion big enough to be chasing the little ones at"
"Yea, keep dreaming. Break time is over"
"...."
Copyright © Njeri Hunjeri | Year Posted 2015
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