Before you open your mouth.


Yes you close your gutter
before you pollute us, nurse Jessica I cannot catch you red handed with a good word for anybody, it's always abuses today, curses tomorrow.

Will it kill you to hold your tongue, today you are fighting with bola, tomorrow Ahmed, last week it was Rojas the smiling doctor who you claimed was "looking for your trouble" biko where did you keep it.

Spare us all a moment of bad odor oozing from your foul mouth, let me spray the air with this canister before we all die of stray bullets from a loaded gun.

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  1. funmi21 July 2016 at 11:47

    Lol. Them nurses tho
    very few are nice
    the rest, nothing to write home about

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    1. Life of Oreofe (islay)21 July 2016 at 12:41

      chai a trip to general hospital will convince u, thanks dear

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