On a bus from Half Way Tree to Red Hills a girl sitting close to me fone rang, she answered, “Barry Honey, I’m in a bus going to Clarendon for the burial, I’ll call you when I get there. Love you” Shortly after another girl’s phone rang, she answered, “Sweetheart, I’m on my way to Kingston for the Masters Degree Form, please send me some Credit.” Yet another woman’s phone rang, she answered, “Orville, sorry I’m on my way to Ocho Rios for the interview, I’ll call you later. I miss you already. ” A rasta man sitting in the back of the bus suddenly stood up and said loudly, “Driva, stop di bloodclaat bus! Stop di bomboclaat bus to raasclaat Weh dis bus really a guh
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LOL. Nice 1 inna di morning. And, G’morning Metterz.
Look like di woman dem on di bus a run nuff BUN. Pure lying to dem man cause the Natty fi get confused.