Magashule’s connection to ANC shut down

Finally, Ace gets comeuppance for stepping out of line, writes

Triou.

Me, Beans, couple of pals, sitting round playing five-card stud, when Beans drops a clanger. The Ace has fallen. Squizzing under the table, Bones comes up frowning, empty-handed. The

Ace, boet, the Magashule oke! Plugged out of the NEC virtual indaba. Spook door slam. They turned off his spook, gasps Stof.

Nee man, Beans retorts, they offed his online. Don’t get it, Ronnie tunes, doors have handles and locks, virtuals got nothing, you can gooi back through them.

Says Stof, like you step in the lift when the oke steps aside, the doors close, the lift goes, he’s yesterday’s cyborg.

Beans shoots up irked bosveld eyebrows. Manne, Ace is a dancing star on the big movie screen.

Outage the projector, his tango fades to hamba. Bones wags a gnarled finger. Images, seethrough swing doors, like this kerel’s got problems, needs virtual help.

So, who’s he gonna call? Spookbusters!