Ash

Why you should choose me as your African Bride:

I don't know. Whatever. Choose me, don't choose me. It's not like I'm at all desperate to leave this godforsaken hell hole of a country anyway. I'll probably die here and have nobody notice. I'm tired of this shit, I'm on the main national road and I have nowhere to go. Go ahead, choose me, I dare you. Or don't. See if I care. I'm also the vetkoek queen of the district. Whatever.

What I'm looking for in my First-World Life-Partner:

You must be nice man who knows the N1 and how to turn off to Bloemfontein and not only stop at the Engen to buy a Wimpy cheeseburger and drive to the turnoff that goes to Durban. The perfect candidate will be VERY attractive and a slave to my every whim. Or... whatever.

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