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My mum repeated some, well, news, she had heard during her weekly caregroup meeting.
Them older folks were gossiping - er, I mean, merely talking about a woman from my church who's interested in one of the deacons.

Now this woman I don't know at all, so I can't give my opinion about her, but the guy she likes is the middle-agey kindly, sweet balding bachelor-for-life type.
It seems that she is slightly, sliiiiightly, not quite here if you know what I mean.
Reason given by rest of caregroup members: jilted as a girl.
Still, there's no stopping her.

"Steven, (pastor) do you know I like bla bla bla?"
"Tessie (pastor's wife), don't worry, I'm not interested in Steven, I love only LY."
"Have you seen LY?"
"LY is coming isn't he?"
"LY LY LY.."

Apparently all she talks about is the deacon.
She'd even called and SMS-ed a girl she suspected of like him.

"Jen, you like him is it? You know, I don't like people who like the people I like."

Now the poor guy is so scared he's running away avoiding church meetings.

I don't know what to think.
It's weird, to see all this "buaya-ing" done by middle-aged people.
Desperate?

I rather pity the both of them.