The African Joke As A Play In Theater.

Knock knock! Who’s there? The helper. The helper who?
Adam:
The helper who will clean your house and help you get red of changes and bills laying around the house;
The helper who will feed your children porridge all day and steal your coffee and steaks;
The helper who will keep your house warm so I can take the bag of charcoal home;
The helper who will keep your house safe, will even teach your children how to shoot;
Please open?! It says on your doormat “knock and door shall open, ask and you shall be given”;
The helper who will disinfect your house, “but I don’t have any roaches”, “can I use your toilet for a second”, “sure”, “thank you” well now you have roaches…

Eve: no thank you I don’t need any help,
My husband vacuum cleans all that dirt and seal the bags properly to keep the trash collectors happy
My husband already got my kids used to porridge, he keeps our steaks in the neighbor’s fridge coz we don’t have electricity. You can have the coffee though we hate its bloody taste.
Oh no need, my husband bought us each a petrol generator that we run all day and all night to keep the whole yard warm, the only coal left is for children to play with
My husband already keeps us safe he’s part of a gang so his people got our backs. Our children look up to their fathers and made friends with children of gangsters there’s really nothing to worry about. Plus my husband is a strong physical, can’t tell you how I know but I know
Oh so that’s what it says, I just bought it coz it looks good.. come in then, I’ll give you anything you ask for. But you have to leave at some point.
Fine you can come clean, feed my children and disinfect everyday, but don’t tell my husband I’ve been giving you coffee….

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I am not an artist, I am Art. Mungu Baba - the artist. enjoy the fruits of my wild mind.

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