The incomprehensible female logic. I am at work, the girl is writing SMS.
She: sweet, I’m here cooking, I need passages. Go to the store and buy a couple.
Q: Do you have passengers?? to
She says I’m cooking! Buy it! must

It became stupid wondering why she did it. I bought. have brought. He looks at me with these eyes:
She: What fucking shit are you doing to me? I asked for a passport, what is it?
I: And these are passengers.
She: You’re a fool, it’s not passages, it’s some kind of dumb puddles! How do I cook ragi?
I: The output of the brain, mla. What a rage?? to
From the passes!! I told you I was cooking, right?? to

Half an hour later, it turns out that she meant patissons, not passages. This is some kind of vegetable.
She: How could you ever think I needed these fig tools? Why are they for me?
What I asked, I bought.
She: but you should have guessed that I didn't get the passages, and if it's not them, then it's on any patins!!!! to

Take me out.