Hassar is my Morrocan driver who calls me, Big Lips.
Since m ankle mishap, I've been taking a car to work 2 days a week. I know, I know, it's a waste of good energy but I'm enjoying the decadence of it. Hassar has a unique way of speaking English. He's picked up most of it from his travels so certain words that he has learned he has learned with whatever the local accent happened to be. It's absolutely fascinating.
Poor ankle. Are you going to be able to tap in red character shoes again Ms. rabbit?