From a distance of downstairs:
Mom: Ayesha, could I use your IPad
Me: <Texting someone, taking pictures of my ugly face and sending it on snapchat>
->Ah yes.......hold on I'm in the a urn...... Toilet!
(runs to the toilet with phone and deletes fishy things)
Gives it to mom and feels like my heart beating as fast as hell is around the corner....
😱
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101 Desi Problems
Humor(Currently editing) Ranked #414 in Humour (THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR SPREADING THIS BOOK LIKE A DISEASE) If you are offended by this book, message me. (No hate, just love, all love ❤️) Listen, we are Desi's. Some get jealous of others. They think the...
