Sometimes people come in to your life and you know right away that they were ment to be there, to serve sort of purpose to help you figure out who you are and what to be came. You never know who these people may be (possibly your friend, the wife of a president, his children or just some doorman, neighbor) but then when you lock eye with them you realize at that moment that they might be suffering from ikulu-slappie-syndrome.
You next stapes what to do when confronted in a broad day light in front of the foreign delegates plus your won dear wife present receiving the syndrome so hard in you face that you will never live to forget.
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