#abhas

Yhafi-ja Abhas (right) keeping tabs on Yhafi-ja Hallah (left), who eventually becomes Zhas’s charity case, as seen below. 

let the euphoria of 34 stop sleep from coming. take an early exit to the airport where a freaky accident with a hare adds disruption to a lot of lives. get late and seek compensation and get it in form of ¾ of a chicken curry. redirect to a loungeless terminal and fly royal. arrive jit to miss all the fun then get rainchecked by abhas. schedule the rendez-vous with boosaardig konijn. but not before messing up with courtyards, which was not wasted as an opportunity to enjoy the dutch bus system.

let kwaad konijn get lost then

appear

in the middle of red light looking for mumbai but accept beirut instead, where the waiters want to start a

propaganda

campaign against the syrians in södertälje. sit by the

brasilian

couple at bulldog then get bombarded with crap videoclips from the eighties. get saved by parrot zik.

the chitchat: never trust amex to book your hotel. damn dutch railway system of lair evilness. deliver me joyful news then. you can’t even spell your god’s name, evil is always my first choice, fire and brimstone for the best argentine beef outside of montevideo. 

and i'm sorry for all the bollywood i reblog

-my hair

-my sense of humor

-i'm a nice person

-i can read and write in three languages and can converse in 3 more