Mom:
You going to mope like this all day?
Zuba:
Hmph.
Mom:
Don't hmph me. Listen, Zuba. A miracle happened. Our son came back to us. How is that not good enough for you?
Zuba:
What are you saying, woman?
Mom:
We lost him once, Zuba. Let's not lose him again.
Riportata da il
05/03/2025 alle ore 07:59