Pictured above is the face of a man who has NO FUCKS to give about pre-ordered pussay. This man is the AbaThembu King, Zwelibanzi Dalindyebo. I have no idea who the AbaThembu is, I have even less of an idea who their King (apart from his name – OBVEE) is and these are all facts I am content with. What I can say, however, is that SA Breaking News reports that the Sovereign of the AbaThembu is serving piping hot SASS to any member of his family who tries to fix him up with a ho they deem appropriate to produce a royal heir.
I’m not going to pretend to understand the internal mechanics of any monarchy. Mainly because I’m still struggling to understand the internal mechanics of my own liver (I don’t understand why I keep waking up with a headache every time I guzzle a liter of Tas, can someone explain this to me??). If there is one thing I DO understand though, it’s SASS. I’ve been giving my parents “don’t MAKE me snap my fingers in Z-formation” since I could string whole sentences together and I definitely appreciate this quality in others. Saying “…if you want me to marry her so bad, why don’t YOU fuck her?!” to your family was TOTALLY included as part of my coming-out speech, but I decided to scrap that part.
I know a HBIC when I see one and King Zweli is the real deal! From telling his parents to ride the pointy end of his royal scepter, to calling The Prez on his bullshit, I think we can all take a page out of his book…the book he uses as rolling paper of course! You do you King Zweli! Savour the pussay you already have (which I understand is plentiful to begin with), don’t put up with family drama and keep on calling dumb bitches on their bullshit! #WERKBITCH