Mariama rolls away with a motorcycle tire.
Mariama: I’ve gone to Basse!
Mariama rolls back with a motorcycle tire.
Mariama: I’ve come back from Basse!
Rugi: How’s the afternoon?
Mariama: Peace only.
Rugi: How are they in Basse?
Mariama: Peace only.
Rugi: How are the farts?
Mariama: Peace only.
Rugi repeats that last question a few times and they laugh, and Rugi says Mariama is a fart, and they laugh and laugh. Rugi declares, “You are killing me with laughter!”
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