Imagine going to the station to report a “eaten” case in Namibia

“Gentleman is green tolouza, what is wlong?”

I posted a picture of me and my girlfriend on Twitter and some boys commented “eaten” and now my girlfriend is heartbroken and sad.

“Sgt Nangolo come please your Facebook kids are hiya insulting to each other.. sgt Nangolo kemo hanooo?”

*sgt Nangolo comes through tali epungu

“My brother, you said your girlfriend eaten nenge ngiini? Maala uunona nee omwiiyona nai.. paife ooeaten iikwashike?”

Komagumbo aakuluntu oyeshi ngaa nee kutya ouna eaten gwohe nenge otamu endauka ashike keefacebook?

Complainant extra sad because he went to look for help from the wrong people.

Yes they do sir.. i just came to you guys for help because these guys don’t know how disturbing

And damaging their comments were towards someone they dont even know, I would like to open a case please

Sgt Nangolo munches on epungu as constable meeJohanna jumps in “Paife owetu handukile nee comrade eshi to takuma to endelele twafa ose twati eaten oshili

Ae fuda mumati wange ndee to popi nase nawa se katwalipo. Nyee nanye omweli nyona neesmart phone”

Sgt Nangolo grabs that big book, writes date and tear out a little paper with case number and say “we will investigate yee”

Dont go to the police guys, they are going to make you feel 20 times worse.. just go beat the people I learned the hard way the day a security smashed my 17k phone.. the police made fun of me