Two Yoruba in the train

– Don’t marry an Ashanti.
– Why not?
– They spit in your food.
– How do you know?
– My cousin married one.
– So how do you know?
– You know what they’re like.
– And now?
– My cousin spits in the food of his parents-in-law.

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Last updated 06/10/2003

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