Imagine you and your boy best mate are laughing at what a joke he said and Jonah's across the garden from you two and you being oblivious don't see him giving your boy best friend a look that could kill whereas your best friend does.
"I'm going to go because Jonah looks like he's about to kill me." I nodded my head and then Jonah gave him the death stare until he walked into the house.
Then I looked at him with a death stare. "You're a yetard Marais." I whispered under my breath and then he tried to figure what I said under my breath.
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