Gatiep en Gammat

Gatiep en Gammat are sitting on a bus in Cape Town when this lady gets on with a face made up to kill: bloodshot red lips, seven layers of base, a gemaakte moesie on her cheek and such massive eyelashes that she can barely keep her eyes open.
There’s no vacant seats, so she stands, hanging onto the leather strap.‘Hey Gammat,’ says Gatiep, ‘why don’t you offer the lady your seat?‘ ‘Naai,’ says Gammat, ‘a painting’ moet mos hang.’