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BAD MAN ADDI-KARTEL


PEOPLE CAN UNNO CONFIRM DIS FI MI…DEM SEH KARTEL MASH DUNG DI SELECTOR WHEY NAME GHETTO BOMB LASTNIGHT…A HOW ADDI BAD SUH??? ANY POLICE REPORT MEK? CAUSE IF HIM FIGHT N BEAT UP DI MAN BAD ADDI FI GUH HOLE HIM CORNER AND SPEND A NIGHT INA JAIL STR888 AFTAH ALL HE IS AN EXEMPLORARY PUBLIC FIGURE

UNNO KNOW MI SCANDALOUS


NOW I DUS GUH CHECK MI FACEBOOK N SI A MESSAGE FROM DAFFY BROWN WHEY SEH ”New Message thanks di buss dwl.” N SI DAFFY DRAP HIM FLYER…DAFFY MI LOOK LIKE FLYER WILLY??

WHEY KEIVA DEH?

DIS A RHONDA

PEOPLE WHEN UNNO A SEN IN DI TINGS PLEASEEEE UNNO NUH HAFFI BE STOOSH BUT AT LEAST MEK DI TING LEGIBLE.. A DOE GET DI DI JIST OF DIS YAH STORY…DEM SEH RHONDA DEH WID BUJU N RETOE……… SOME BELLY RINSE OUT GWAAN (no prablem ooman fi can choose).. SMADDY WHEY KNOW DI TINGS COME FIXIE UP FI DIS PERSON CAUSE DEM A TURN N TWIST UP DI STORY

NO SAH………………….JERMEESHA GOODAS U LUU


JERMAINE U COME FRAM ST THOMAS BOOBUH…N WAS LIVING IN TIVOLI…A NUH TIVOLI U COME FRAM

NEW SERIES:”DIRTY & COMPANY” (views please)

 ”Shelly-Ann, yuh hear mi a call yuh little girl”, Pam called as she shook her head in disbelief as to how distant her daughter had become.
Shelly-Ann jumped up from the steps she had been sitting on for the past hour and ran to her mother.
As she approached it was hard not notice the fixation her mother’s eyes had on her rapidly developing body, Shelly too had noticed how wide her hips got and now she walked with a slight sway with her step.
”Come go buy pound and a half of rice round a Shook shop and pass Dassa and buy one tomato and one onion fi mi and hurry up and come back. Mi waa hurry up and cook before Melvin come home.
Saturdays always seemed extra long as Shelly often had to get up her regular 6:00 am and begin the cleaning so that the house would be glistening by the time Melvin got home. Pam, Shelly’s mother whole world seemed to revolve around this man.
Melvin , a tall light skinned man from Lawreston Spanish town had seemed to be Pam’s dream man. He provided for both her and her daughter, by paying the rent and providing everything they needed which allowed Pam not to work.
Pam, a dark skinned chubby one time higgler who no one thought would win a man, now had a dream man at home. A man who didn’t demand anything but time with her daughter on Sundays .
Melvin took Shelly- Ann every Sunday to Devon House for ice-creme, because he was a ” good man”
On the way home from shopping, Shelly-Ann noticed Melvin coming out from someone’s house with a huge grin on his face. This lady Shelly knew had four children and everyone said she was mad.
Quickly hiding behind the column so that she wouldn’t be seen, Shelly began to shake and cry .. Melvin spending time with this lady and her children was definately cutting into her time and her ice-creme time on Sundays!
This could not happen, Shelly looked up to Melvin and that smile made her suspicious as it wasn’t the first time seeing it. ”No dis nah guh suh”.
Shelly waited for Melvin to appear on the corner and stepped out infront of him. Shelly-Ann was a fairly petite girl but had a face that would light up a room, she was that pretty. Melvin’s smile froze as he saw her standing there. ”Yuh want a jockey ride”? Shelly shook her head , ”No mi nuh want no jockey ride, is what you doing ina dat yard”?, ”Nuttin ”, Melvin replied, but after a long pause he said ”A carry mi carry some bongo fi give di children dem, yuh sure yuh nuh want di jockey ride Shelly”?
”Ok”, Shelly replied, ”Yuh have any more bongo lef”?

Around his neck Shelly went, the pre-teen with the angelic face and the swaying hips.
Pam saw them coming and forgot all about the length of time it took Shelly-Ann to return from buying the things she asked her to buy. Melvin made Pam’s day.
”Get up, get up Shelly-Ann come go church”. It was Sunday morning and as usual Shelly-Ann had to go to church, which wasn’t so bad. It was getting up that was the problem. Shelly-Ann got a chance to see her friends that lived in a big house far away but came to church in her area, Wendy , Justine and Nichole. They did everything together on Sundays , shared the same boring Sunday school teacher , Aunty Valrie, sneaked notes in Sunday school, Shelly-Ann had a blast, every Sunday, after she got over getting out of bed.
This week , Wendy promised Shelly-Ann a pair of her heels and Shelly-Ann was looking forward to wearing them. Every girl was wearing heels, but Pam thought Shelly-Ann was too young to start. She was her mom’s pride and joy as Pam could only look at her daughter who had a very striking resemblance to her father, with whom Pam had spent that beautiful night. Xing Wang, he had said his name was and she felt proud she had a beautiful baby girl whom people admired for her looks as well as her milky complexion.
Yes, today was church, Shelly-Ann skipped right next door and waited at the gate for Wendy to come with her bag.

A red Lexus pulled into the church gate, Wendy and her younger sister sat in the back , and as always they were looking out the window. ”Yes mi get it”, Shelly-Ann said, almost aloud!

Not too far away, Martina waited for Mr. Rowe to exit the car , she had no credit to call him so  hand-written note was the next best thing. Wendy, and her sister exited the car and Martina quickly slipped a note towards their dad, who gripped the steering wheel tightly even though he wasnt about to drive. 
He nervously said ” thanks” and took the note, only to drop it at the door.
   Wendy and Shelly partners in crime saw when Mr. Rowe dropped the note and quickly stepped on it. The note said ” No period this week, meet regular place”. Martina , who lived five houses away from Shelly-Ann , called Ice-queen by all the men who had wanted to be with her in the area.
    Martina’s skin was dark but she had long black hair almost to her waist. ”What could this note mean Shelly”, Wendy asked. ”Mi nuh know , let wi follow her today and see what she mean”. Shelly-Ann often tried to speak as well as Wendy although she knew some of the words were wrong, at least she fit in somewhat.
Martina often came to church with half of her very perky breasts exposed , one sunday in particular, the Pastor’s wife had to give her the cloth that was spread on the alter to cover up. ” No period this week”, what could that mean the girls thought, Wendy’s mother was often absent from church and often said she was too busy to mingle with hypocrites.

GOODMORNING!

Psalm 45

Psalm 45[a]

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 1 My heart is stirred by a noble theme
   as I recite my verses for the king;
   my tongue is the pen of a skillful writer.

 2 You are the most excellent of men
   and your lips have been anointed with grace,
   since God has blessed you forever.

 3 Gird your sword on your side, you mighty one;
   clothe yourself with splendor and majesty.
4 In your majesty ride forth victoriously
   in the cause of truth, humility and justice;
   let your right hand achieve awesome deeds.
5 Let your sharp arrows pierce the hearts of the king’s enemies;
   let the nations fall beneath your feet.
6 Your throne, O God,[c] will last for ever and ever;
   a scepter of justice will be the scepter of your kingdom.
7 You love righteousness and hate wickedness;
   therefore God, your God, has set you above your companions
   by anointing you with the oil of joy.
8 All your robes are fragrant with myrrh and aloes and cassia;
   from palaces adorned with ivory
   the music of the strings makes you glad.
9 Daughters of kings are among your honored women;
   at your right hand is the royal bride in gold of Ophir.

 10 Listen, daughter, and pay careful attention:
   Forget your people and your father’s house.
11 Let the king be enthralled by your beauty;
   honor him, for he is your lord.
12 The city of Tyre will come with a gift,[d]
   people of wealth will seek your favor.
13 All glorious is the princess within her chamber;
   her gown is interwoven with gold.
14 In embroidered garments she is led to the king;
   her virgin companions follow her—
   those brought to be with her.
15 Led in with joy and gladness,
   they enter the palace of the king.

 16 Your sons will take the place of your fathers;
   you will make them princes throughout the land.

 17 I will perpetuate your memory through all generations;
   therefore the nations will praise you for ever and ever.

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