OPIYO: excuse me lady, but u have detained my aesthetic senses.
AWINO: i retaliate ur sentiments with joy. thank u
OPIYO: pardon my indulgence but is anyone making pilgrimage to ur genitals
AWINO: affirmative, i am married. infact i'm waiting for my partner here
OPIYO: while u wait for him, can i irrigate ur throat with some ethanol?
AWINO: sugared red pigmented ethyl liquid please
OPIYO: waiter, letea yeye hiyo kingfisher tatu na urudise change
AWINO: i love that song. can we
rhythm to it?
OPIYO: but of course
*Awino's husband MR. AWINO comes and finds them dancing*
MR. AWINO: Awino, my soon to be immediate former better half, detail the meaning of this occurrence
AWINO: baby, there you are
MR. AWINO: Don’t camouflage this situation by refering to me as baby. i instruct u to wait for me here & i intercept u with ur thorax inclined to the ground, ur rear-end in congruent to this mans scrotums, pendulating ur posterior vigorously against a 3rd party's gonads?.
AWINO: baby its just the bend-over song
OPIYO: excuse me sir, but we were just dancing. i harbor
no erotic suggestions as pertains to ur wife.
MR. AWINO: don’t submerge my intellect inside deception or else my fist will be in union with ur jaws. are u not the one who transacted those kingfishers for her. who is foreign to the intellect that kingfishers r a catalyst for descending a females inner regalia (panty removers)
OPIYO: she summoned the drinks herself
MR. AWINO: either way, u were trying to ignite a conversation that may hopefully yield to some copulation with my wife (flirting). sublime from this locality b4 i recall my karate techniques and rehearse them on ur frail physique
OPIYO: ok, I’m going to engage my urethra to dispensate
ammonia through tytration (urinate) so that the two of u can exchange ideology
MR.AWINO: proceed and don’t resume this bearings
AWINO: baby, don’t harbor resentment towards me. i can never divert my abdominal limbs in opposing directions to any other man but u.
MR. AWINO: swear to me that all other men are foreign to ur genitals?
AWINO: the images to my pelvic zones are only relayed to ur corneas my love
MR. AWINO: proceed here and exchange some oral mucosa with me (kiss)
AWINO: baby...
MR. AWINO: yes hun..
AWINO: i love
u..
*Mr. Awino takes one good look at his wife, tears in his eyes and then says....
MR. AWINO: i mirror your sentiments (i love u too)