Her (Blowing BBC accent): Excuse me....
Me: Yes how can I help you?
Her: Can you please help me carry my luggage to the station?
Me: Ehn?! Come again....
Her: Please help carry my luggage to the station (pointing to the station ahead)
Me: Why? What is wrong with you?
Her: ...So I can hold down my skirt, the wind keep lifting it up and exposing me.
Me: Soro niyen?
She: Pardon me?
Me (clapping to the rhyme- 'Pekelepekele, arugbo je gbese...')
(I calmly walked away before the matter go turn to riot)
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