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12 februari come...lewwe go..to TOBAAAAAYYYYGOHHH!!!hhmm.. me an willy had plan to make a tobago a day , for a while.. take the fast ferry in the mornin, and take it back across in the afternoon.. so 4 o clock saturday mornin, d fone ring.. is willy.. he comin in a 20.. right.. so willy swing fuh mih..as per normal, i eh tell steff nuttin..lol... down on the port.. pitch black around 5 ( boat divin out at 6:30) ... we had to separate tho..cuz he had the willy mobile ( which, incidentally, was workin properly for once) yeh.. so as usual i in the mad rush of people inside by the checkout.. nothing screams 3rd world more than the Gov't Ferry Service ( the dept in charge of the Cat, lynx and Pano. ) real pushin, people with screamin children. had a man with a bird cage ( and a pikoplat inside ) .. had a nuts man too..lol anyhow.. so i was behind to real scandalous lookin birds.. one was drippin in gold, and the other had a jacked up hair do..lol and another thing.. i saw white people ( local whites, i mean) takin d boat.. what d fuck Patrick Manning doin , dred? lol white people supposed to be takin the plane! lol so me an willy link later, upstairs in the lynx... now, across from us, this old couple just dere.. suckin face and playin 'touch-my-totie' ... a old foreign white guy an a middle age indian chick.. horse, i was gettin kidna vex, cuz it had lil chirren in fron them ( not related to them) and i mean.. shit.. is a public place..god damn it! so in front of us, 3 people.. a woman, a fellah an a lil girl. the fellah have a ras , 2 gold AK-47 earrings an a 3 gold teeth in front.. real thugged out.. more on him later.. we dere, talkin shit.. ( the woman and the girl dive out) now. .....and then we start to bepp..... ( we up from since 4, and the we real tired..) ... the white man next door to us just scrolling through his fone.. 'beep! ... beep!' beeep! dred.. i ready to scream eh.. then the woman take it.. 'beep!......beep!' man fone ring...all of a sudden, white boy scramble to get it.. the woman lookin at it... "who is roxanne? who is roxanne?.. fone still ringin eh.. my girl answer the phone.. "yes.. .who would you like to speak to?" "who is this?" apparently, the caller hangs up and for the next fuckin 20 minutes ( no lie) the chick repeating the same question.."who is roxanne" horse...i wanted to get up and vomit on the two of them,. everybody in the joint quiet cuz they sick.....the water gettin rough..lol i muhself was fairly upset and i just dere.. cussin.. oh fuck man.. you's jus d weekend pussy.. DEAL WITH IT!! (later, willy was tellin me that he was hearin me cussin them under muh breath, to no one in particular) so i dere.. the thug facing me ( with the AKs) raise his head and point his chin to me. i like.. que? ante up? ( i swear the man wanted to rob me) when i look down, is muh vomit bag he want.. lol so i throw it to him.. "raaaaaaaallllllllppppphhhhhhh!!" my boy tossed his cookies yes..lol there but for the grace of god goes i, yes.. i almost tell him to fling it on the couple, to shut them up.. but study earlier on, having introduced some hot tea to my system, the wheels of progress where turnin in my colon..lol tell willy, 'gimme a five..lol' man like doogie know wha i talkin bout.. d 'gloop-gloop' feelin.. aka.. 'd poison'! headed off to the john.. dred. .i dress up tha seat like a carnival costume , yes..lol if yuh see paper i ress over it.. and the ship rockin nah, so i dere layin d paper, but missin the rim..lol eventually it done to satisfaction....sat down.. now.. right thru this, i hearin somethin like a broken pipe nah.. "splutter spluter... voooooosh!' dred.. constantly and consistanylu.. when i do so, i see a pair of nikes in the stall next to me..lol is a man puttin down a wuk..lol yuh ever had a fear that after yuh drop, and look to flush, it go overflow? well, for a split second, i thought that all the paper i used on the seat clogg the pipe and d water was gonna spill over lol but just for a second.. yeh.. so we pull into the harbour round 10ish.. start to lash beers head down to the beach.. dred. i eh go lie.. we pick a great day.. sun was hot, and the water was ICE COLD..lol nah it was real refreshing... had no set a birds tho...but thas aight.. ate some food in the airport ( cuz ms jean an dem was all kida 35 for a plate) study the airport cafe have a real novel approach; the charge you on the weight of the plate.! stole my head so it come up to 23 , and a juice.. 27.. that was real justice , in my opinion. cuz i get rice, oxtail( doh knock it unless yuh tried it..lol) macaroni salad, vegetables and somethin else.. ah. lentils yeh. so we head back after a walk... bathe some more, then decide to take the scenic route .more beers.. pull in by the harbour 3:45.. study the tickets say 4:00 is departure time.. relax.. we have tickets... right?.. right?? dred!!! the fuckin gate closed, and the guard bennin.. 'thas the last vehicle dere'.. see a big army truck load onto the lynx.. 'so officer.. wah we lookin at?' <--willy 'wah yuh wah me tell yuh? we lookin at a full boat...' 'oh gosh officer.. hook mih up nah' 'youth.. i cah do nuttin. the boat full...ent they tell allyuh check in 3 hours before?.. tha car goin up tomorrow 8.30' lol. .so said so done, yes... went to go change the tickets, and find a room for the night..lol now since we had time on our hands now... grab more beers, and headed for fort king george but then i realised two things.. my celly was dyin.. and also, the batteries in the camera... shit.. and i had no charger, cuz i ehplan to stay .. fuck fuck fuck..lol then we remembered is tobago . and we had to skip for gas quick..( have like 4 gas stations in the country) first off, we check a couple places in store bay.. everybody full, dred.. wtf?? no room at the inn, yes.. i felt like jesus then we checked d non-bullin hotel we stay in the last time..lol so i walk in..(willy didnt want to deal with the woman) was like hi u have any rooms for the night? woman watch me, smirkin , and said 'no...' LOL.. what the fuck , dred? yuh wasnt full fuh great race ( and she is among the closest to pigieon point) and yuh claim to be full now, on a arbitrary saturday? dred.. she real bad mind , dred..lol gone down by jimmy's.. yes, we have a room available.. that would be 350 plus tax per night.. "errr.. fuck you very much. but thanks for thinking of me..." 350? lol i gettin a hot bird to spoon with , or something? ANYWAY..lol went down by James.. yeh.. 250.. study no one was phased by the 'i missed the boat, i in a bind..' strictly business, yes.. tell him we go swing back.. then went by a nex guy,, Mike. mike was full, but he hook us up with his padna.. Woods.. fuh 200.. "nah man.. yuh go like woods.. it real nice.." horse.. woods made the non bullin hotel look like a palace , yes..lol. nah.. not quite.. but no pool dred.. that was real uncool.. ( but then again.200.. ) he was like.. i have one single bed , and a double bed.. wah allyuh want.. which one cheaper? the single "well we takin the single.." lol d man watch us like we's bullers yes..lol j/k so tha was it.. talk some shit.. went for some grub.. went to a bar.. (which was called barcode...lol) and breeze , waiting for a fren. but she didnt make it.. but wait.. i fuhget the soemwhat teifhead part..study no one in tobago rocks nokia.. went all over the airport, in various stores last nite.. beggin for a charge ( remember, muh fone dead) everybody blingin out motorola and sony ericcson.. stole my head that no one had a nokia charger.. thas like one of the few constants in life.. yuh born .. yuh get a nokia charger, and eventually you die... had to go church's chicken for $2 in shillings.. had one worker, and the cashier(who was with a customer). so i ask the woman, ' can i get $2 in shilings?" she was like.. ask the cashier... after a second i start to dead.. cuz wah if i ask the cashier, and he says.. wait.. lemme ask the manager.. ( and that turns out to be the woman) and she calmly says ' no.....' lol anyhow.. oddly enough, it was no scene to get stuck.. em and willy did what we always do.. talk shit whole night oh, and i forgot, we had no watch ( willy lost his in the tsunami..lol and my fone was dead) so we used the clock on the camera.. study we SO didnt want to miss the boat, every hour we woke up.. i fuck you up not... got up once .. swear is time to ride.. 1 o clock.. got up again.. check the time..2 o clock... then willy get up..rox ..chec the time there.. oh fuck, willy..is just 2:20( cuz i was real bennin to go again) brings it for me ( he dunno the menu controls on the cam) 3.. all in all, i woke up 5 times..all, exactly on the hour ( or within a few mins) study when we get in the car, willy pointed at the stopwatch he had around the rearview mirror and says nonchalantly.. "aye.. you know..this had an alarm...." and tha was that..came home.. i thought stef was gonna be waitin on the port with a belt for me ( rmemeber, i didnt tell her i was goin anywhere, far less stayin out for the night..lol) but K hook me up..lol got stef a pack of nutcake to cool her down.. "eh. hold dat..das yours" 11 september if yuh stop, yuh drop....*added some photos.. thanks to d kremlin , and trace*
... for a couple weeks, my fren neila has been plannin a weekend in 'bago...now.. i love bago.intitially, things was kinda unsure, but something pulled through, and me, kv, and e.v.e. end up makin the turn saturday mornin, just for d day.. we would take the sonia in the mornin fuh 8:30, jib around, hit a party at shade in the night, and then take the lynx next mornin at 6..lol.. yes dread.... no sleep fuh d wicked
i didnt tell stef.. cuz. .well. is stef..lol. nah, i couldnt handle the long talk...term now start, yuh hadda settle, how she go stay the night by herself.. blah blah blah.. me and long talk just doh fuckin mix. anyhow.. so we head down to the port.. the place not NEARLY as sticky as when it was fuh great fete.. so tha's a cool scene.. now,we were supposed to meet two birds , friends of a next dude on the lime, but we eh know what they look like... kv had their #, and was callin them.. but no answer.. so we was like... buh wah d..aight..FINE! doh lime wit us, den! lol.. got on the sonia, head to more or less the same place we were at on the other sailing... now settlin in, when all of a fuckin sudden... about 30 hindus in the corner start up a puja!... yes horse.. clapping, an singin , and drums, and the lil bell things...everybody was like... wtf? yuh just doh do that.. and i talkin REAL singin an clappin and drummin eh. is not that i have a prob with people worshippin. no. on the contrary, from a cultural point of view, i'd have liked to have witnessed it.. but nigga... everybody on the bat prob. would have gotten up early.. i fuh one was up since 5...and yuh ringin yuh fuckin bell in muh head..!!! eventually...the biggest , blackest, most black magic, EVIL, ( lol. nah he wasnt evil.. but he WAS all the other things) security officer rolled thru.. and told them to shut up ( nicely..lol).. what i heard , later, was that altho we couldnt hear dem, they continue softly, singin ' we go do fuh yuh, we go do fuh yuh' ! lol nah they eh say that, but they was singin sof.. now yuh would think that the the trip woulda be nice an quiet after that, yuh know... WRONG!.lol. is ME yuh talkin bout here..lol 20 mins later, we got one of the first outburst from a group of drunk old women in the corner to my right...'kya kya KYA!!!!'.. nigga.. i was MOST nonplused at this... tryin to sleep , and these old ass bitches makin a fuckin set a noise playin cards... so yuh know when man jack get hang an ting..' kyaaa kyaa kyaaa kyaaa!'.. right fuckin thru , in my head...it kinda hard to describe how fuckin INSIPID their laughter ws... peircin yuh brain like ms.marin in form 3 so i up..they startin to run a dvd.. good vibe.. for a sec i coulda swear it woulda be a cool scene.. nope.. instead we go 2009:lost memories .. the most dull movie i have ever seen.. jsut a constant string of chinese people getting shot ( and yuh KNOW how dem does look alike ) but seriously,. up to now, i eh know 1) the plot or 2) the starboy.. movie was SO fuckin boring, i can see why niggas be jumpin off d sonia.. even after the dvd done, they left it at the menu, and there was this weird chantin sound comin from the dvd.. like a eveil undertone, LOL. nah but if they had goen to 'special features' niggas woulda be shooting themselves in the head, fuss the fuckin thing was boring no mudder cunt..lol round this time, we end up bouncin up the chicks we were supposed to meet.. turns out kv had the wrong # *slaps forehead*
small world; happen to have mutual friends with both of them ( tracey and dara) , and we just chill for a five..was a good vibe...
but no.. my head gets stolen a third time, by someone's granpa.. who rollin thru the dance with a toothbrush in his mouth, and a toothpaste moustache..lol.. my boy been scrubbin his grill while walkin thru the cafeteria, dan! lol anyhow.. reach bago. .no more incidents, end up hittin store bay ( after gettin some grub in church's).. bounce up some of the people we were supposed to meet ( the law clip) the lime was good, the water was cool, the sun was hot.. man..it was off the frickin CHIZAIN.... the only thing was the current.. i swear.. it was pullin like a PH driver!. lol. nah, but yuh know tobagonians doh drown; just foolish trinis who go across to play champion swimmer.... but it was real good, i eh go lie.. dress back to the hotel where dem was stayin, and bathe in the pool.. teif my head... d pool heated..lol. yuh KNOW dat went down good.... breeze about a bit, then search for some dinner
end up goin to the flaming dragon.. tobago's #3 chinese restaurant.. i know wah yuh tinkin.. what, boy! fancy ting! 3rd best kung fu joint in d place.... but no.. doh let the #3 fool yuh. take it down.... it's only cuz thas all the chinese restaurants it have in bago.. but the place was aight... empty no ass tho..lol.. which was good, so we got a table for 8 of us ( the entire lime was like about 20 people, but we end up bouncing some other padnas and goin with them for grub.. )
right, so later.. the plan was to hit the shade..now, being the only flick in bago, chances are, on a normal night.. the joint would be sticky wit natives, nah.. but, fate would have it, Esco and Leftside, of 'Tuck in Yuh Belly' fame, was performin in golden star, so that pull the thugs.. or that WOULD have been the plan, if it wasnt for the fuckin thunderstorm..lol. see, shade is a open air business, nah.... luckily, it cleared up before 11..
as usual, had a real real good time.. not like the dj was some genius.. (prob the pankar effect; doh mind he shitty, the vibe does still be decent...go figure) lol. nah, but i got lil tight.. geh on bad fuh the conscious session ( anthony B!!!) and even danced with multiple females.. ( lol. granted, all birds i know, but still thas a big step for me) nah, but i use the same principle i use when i go down shipwreck in chaguanas... i NOT from around here..lol. so no matter how bad i dance, nobody go rem me, cuz i eh go be back there in a hurry...
lol.. the two chicks from the boat, musse REAL cuss me..lol. anytime i see them sittin , i would go an harass them, point being .. if yuh stop , yuh drop..lol. we had a boat to catch at 6.. no sleep fuh d wicked!!! lol alas all things come to an end, so hadda say thanks to surge fuh droppin us down to the port at 4:30 am...teif my head. we saw two accidents on the claude noel "highway".. buh i thought bago doh have no accidents.. go figure..lol
no rush in the port, get on the boat, and proceeded to bep like a muhfucka..lol pulled into port of spain while the credits for the movie was rollin ( hadda love d lynx.. fast like fuck) so thanks to neila for the invite, shrin for the hot dog ( and the dance lol) and kv for another scene..
almost fuhget, one more hurdle...stef..lol.. well i didnt tell stef i was divin.. cuz yuh know stef and all her old talk.. blah blah blah, in muh head, and then i go get vex and cancel everything..lol anyhow.. i had call her the night before and tell her i in manzan..lol.. nah, i assumed she woulda ben offa manzan.. but she woulda throw a fit over bago..lol
turns out, i was wrong.. she was aight with it.. she even knew i was there..( hmmm... i wonder if anj was serious when she said she would tell..LOL.. ) nah. musse was K..no scene..
anyhow.. i tired..might put up some pics later when i get them
roxbugh....out!! *sidenote..
saw the most blashpemous thing ever... naruto...IN ENGLISH... bago have the english cartoon network , nah.. saw epi 1 in english...man. naruto sounded like ONE chronic masturbator!
steups..
shoulda leave d fuckin subtitles 01 augustus national lampoon's tobago vacation....sigh....
yeh.. so fuh do longest while , i had get invigle to go 'bago for a weekend.. later on i found out it was for great fete( which i despise) but say wah.. i commited to it already.. anyhow.. it just so happened that i eh tell stef nuttin.. not outta bad mind.. but the mere fact that we just doh talk, so it didn't come up, i mean.. i usin my own cash.. i of legal age.. i doh see a problem... yeh.. so i went to town on the day of the trip, and when i came back , i was like, ' oh.. dread. i fuhget to tell yuh.. i goin tobago today, for a 3 days.. .. lol stef get REAL Vex ... oh, she eh like how i livin muh life, i only limin an drinkin, she dunno what is my problem.. yada yada.. one set a long talk.. me so, i was like.. fuck this shit.. .. " aight.. i eh goin.." called alex one time, cancel my scene.. see. the plan is to show that it ain't no thing... yuh have nuttin that i conisder valuable enough to fight for, so yuh have no power over me.....
yeh. weird/lame , but that me.. not you.. in any event, it mattered not to me .. cuz i wasn't too thrilled about goin up in that smallie fest anyway...
anyhow so i rock back and start to read a book.. 3 o clock pass, 4 o clock pass.. stef eh sayin a word to me... half four, she come with the nice voice.. "well, i goin down the road, so i takin my keys fuh whn yuh gone.. " ( remember , there was a scene the day before, when she transferred her anger at being a clown who forgets her keys home onto me.. anyhow)
i watch her over the novel i readin.. " well thas okay.. cuz i eh goin nowhere".. she start to watch me an ben..
' so yuh mean yuh not goin?? why yuh so? why allyuh hadda always make me feel guilt....'
????
hold up... am i jesus? Do i speak in parables? how many meanings are there to " aight.. i not goin" ? also, SHE is d one who put me on a guilt trip in d first place....
then she was like, oh, she go get one of the parents to drop me down the road.. i was like. nah.. the boat musse gone.. is a long weekend, and the place musse all niggared out by now... then she was like. wah about a plane ticket... then i was like, if i had the choice, i would have been on the plane in any event...but there were no available tickets...
so i there still readin my book.. and i was like. aight.. i milked enough guilt ( chuckle) okay.. i gone.. threw on muh 'anything' jeans ( the 'rum-drinkin' jeans were real dirty,and muh 'good' jeans were just that... too good..lol) and i divert on the PBR
end up meeting alex in the port .. and yes.. the dance was ALL niggared out... nuff creoles were up in that muh'fucka.. the tickets got stamped, and after a lil wait, we went to the boarding gate... mad crowd..but it movin.. study them boys get through.. and right in front of me(with heavy ass cooler in hand), the woman look to draw the fuckin rope and say "thas it, homey".. horse. what the FUCK.. dred, i real ben.. cuz i was thinkin that the 200 creoles behind me were going to trample my ass when they finally start to board again. which i thought would be in a 15 minutes...
1 hr and some change later, my ass was still there, cramped, with a fuckin cooler on my toes.. being trinidad, however,,.. alex and them was still there, in front of the boat.. yeh.. so i end up gettin through eventually.. not being trampled.. but my arm got fucked up.. yuh know waht it is to run at full stride with a cooler full of stuff? after a five, i called them... and they came and got the cooler from me.. my left hand was fuckin KILLIN me, cuz the cooler had no proper grips, nah... steups.. anyhow.. we were on the sonia.. which was kinda decent.. no hurl stains on the seats .. yet....bounce up a couple chicks i used to work with, and we arrange to link later..
the trip itself was eventless... until the end..when the girl in front of us, upon pulling into scarborough, projectile VOMITTED onto two passerbys, herself and her man.. ( who was asleep.. well with that one, my boy got up.. and escorted her to the washroom..LOL.. kareem ( my next brethen, ) had hit the john, and the soldier was there.. REAL BENNIN.." oh, i TELL she to eat crix.. but NAH! she wah a 2 piece spicy kfc "
LOL. anyhow.. but study that was it for her and limin for the weekend.. lol.. tha woulda real sour me.. vomit herself on a full boat of peopel comin across to party.. anywhere yuh go.. peopel go say aye.. thas the birdwho hurl on herself in the sonia..
and then her man.. i doubt he was happy with the fact that she blew chunks on him..lol
picture later on.. he sits her down, put on his serious, deliberate voice.... "girl.. yuh embarass me.. yuh embarass yuhself.. but most importantly.. yuh embarass TRINIDAD.."
so movin on.. kareem brethren came to pick us up... this is like 1 o clock in the mornin.. so big respect to him for tha.. his cousin , however.. was a bit troublesome..." wah alco allyuh have dere? " , to which we replied.. "we ha some beers cold.." to which he says," nah.. we dealin in things above 7% "..
sigh.. these drunk indians...lol. my yute couldt have been above 17.. ( later found out hwe was in fact, 15)
pull up by the hoitel.. security roll up.. ' only two a allyuh in d room eh!!' anticipating this ( 3 of us was supposed to sty in the room; , we were going to sneak on in later, under the guise of a visitor... smart huh ?
well, we didnt factor in the ' NO VISITORS ALLOWED IN GUESTS ROOM' sign that was displayed prominently above the staircase.. ... buh wah kinda NON BULLIN place is dis? steups.. you mean to i say i bring four rubbers and ALL FOUR comin back? pussycleet!!..
and d room.. ONE porn shack,dred.. dark, shabby and small... the kitchen couldt fit 2 people , no moicrowave.. a gas stove ( NO MATCHES) not even a rack to put wet dishes on.. and then there was 2 of everything..
needless to say, reaching around 2, we didnt go to any parties.. i was just sour, and went in my bed.. dem boys got up to go see the race, and then came back.. i was still asleep when i heard BASH!!! i get up with that one, and spin round to see kareem WEARING some orange juice.. later on , alex would SWEAR he heard kareem steups, and bawl out ' boy FOCK dis RATHOLE!!!!' in an exasperated voice as he slammed the glass on the ground...
lol
but really.. apparently it fell off the top of the fridge and onto top of his head , where he rest it while he looked for sumthin..lol
after a five, they dive out, and i say i go fry some bacon an eggs.. study we had plan meals an ting.. had a lasagne, 12 eggs, macaroni pie, burgers, hot dogs, bacon.. fries.... anyhow.. spin round. cah find the bacon, boy.. wait.. cah find ANY of the meat products.. buh wah d BUMCEECLEET!. nah.. i hada take a shower, and meditate on that...
so while i showerin, i hear like they reach back.. (soapin myself) "so.. ahm.. alex... where the bacon, boy?"
"it in d cooler"
i know i had JUST check d cooler, and d cooler was bare...lol..
apparently alex ( who then became Willy) fogot the burgers, sausage, fries and bacon at home...
horse.
horse
we REAL fuck him up. but really, it was secondary.. we had the bread, we coulda buy more burgers and sausages.. no scene.. and we had the lasagne.. at least we have the a/c..
sigh.. okay trip so far.. we trapped in this CRUMMY room ( the woman who managed the place saw willy and kareem , and was like. okay.. just two ah allyuh eh ), we were low on food, and we hearing that all the parties are like $120 , and no free drinks.. sigh... what next, lord?
zoooonk!!!! current then decides to go, takin with it the A/C and the tv.. what the FUCK, horse... never EVER ask the question ' what next?' when yuh in a shit-spiral of a situation.. never.. so we just shut the fuck up...
eventually, we ninja'd out of the room, and head for store bay.. horse. horse
big mistake. the dance was REAL sticky.. from all by the pavilion, it have nuff creoles... and everybody just lookin IGNANT. is like that comedian said.. white folk late for a show. they HOPE no one in they seat.. black folk late for a show .. man, they WISH a nigga in theirs..lol.. nah.. it had more creoles than nuts in a nutcake.. but even if it was full a crackers, i wouldnta enjoy muhself. ( woulda feel safer, tho.. unless we was down alabama or sumthin..lol)
dred. but we saw like 2 fights ON OUR WAY IN... and only 2 policemen.. yuh KNOW when niggas be drinkin mackeson ,and cuttin camouflage kits and clarks on the beach, they be hardcore..lol
so after a five, we was like. fuck this shit, and divert... synopsis of the beach: 90% male.. and the smallies were REAL small.. and stale, dred...
what we go do , dred? i just lost ALL zeal to party.. esp considerin the crowds a people...
so we head back to the pool by surfside, and proceeded to get drunk... sidenote.. we were drinkin since on the boat.. and even as i write this.. i eh get drunk yet.. no i hadda couple nice heads.. but i eh get blamm out.. which was the plan.. i'm scaring myself, yo..lol
my drinkin form is too good..
anyhow.. so we dere. breezin, talkin shit.. then willy's church crew rolls up.. some real crash birds , eh.. but shit.. it was sumthin to do.. *shrugs shoulders*, end up talkiin a 2 hours.... unfortunately.. willy had organise for a couple of others of his friends to pass through.. and like these crash birds were STILL here..lol.. boy, they end up runnin the birds by sayin the rules is yuh guests on the compound hadda dive by 11..lol. why they so?
we told them we hittin pigeon point.. they in turn, told us about this joint they went the night before; shade....they eh hype it up.. and it sounded like a hole to me.. so we didnt take it on..
anyhow...i gone upstairs to do some burgers.. and then willy comes up.. dred., they here.. peek outside.. is two good lookin birds dred. ! lol.. fuck this shit! i hadda bathe! LOl. nah they were pretty decent... a indian thing an a chinee-african mixed chick.. what stole my head was that they were both born an bred in tobago..lol.. study we prob had a huge percentage of the indigeneous hot girl population of tobago just jibbin by us.. lol
j/k nah thy were okay.. the chinee ting was hot though..esp consideing that she wasnt dressed up.. she was just in a normal kit , no makeup and just had the hair normal... .. just like how i like it..lol
so we say we go hit pigeon point.. goin up there ( this is in the night, around 12) and we just seeing people walkin in the road.. wearing thongs an shit... i know what yuh thinkin...
sounds good, huh.
WRONG.
some REAL crash lookin thugged out bitches... real yardy crowd.. in all this, the chinee ting drivin her car, normal normal.. props to her, cuz my ass woulda be scared...lol.. yuh know how rastaman does get on when yuh mash dey clarks,.far less fuh when yuh roll over they tims, yo..
roll up, through the multitude of creoles.. find out the price.. 120 again.. so.. fuck this shit.. shade it is...
so we hit the shade.. ( rem, that was the hole-soundin place?). horse.. shade off the CHIZAIN ! lol. nah the damage was 40, and it was an open air business.. under some samaan trees,...the lighting was good.. music was mixed. up nicely.. even had techno.... the johns were clean.. even had a full length mirror...hardly ever see those..
study yuh boy was rockin a short pants and slippers( as in rubber slippers) cuz the lime in pigeon point was SUPPOSED to be wet fete
the grounds itself had seating , and a long bar.. everything was tastefully done.. even the outer walls were done with a kinda rustic decor... but didnt look cheesy like those things tend to do..
horse, but study this fat indian dude come up to me and start to fal, you from tdad? ME TOO!! i from south!!! oh, he does put on car shows, and here, hold one of my cards..( oh shucks, says he.. i fuhget all the cards home... but anyway.. intro me to the chinee ting nah)
needless to say, chinee ting brace his faling ass, and we continues to boogie uninterupted...the real highpoint ( for me) was at the end, with the conscious session.. . had to be literally dragged out of the joint at 4AM.. but if they had run anthony B - M e nah love how dem a flex, i woula BURN down the joint yes..LOl
that was saturday.. sunday was more or less good...adanna and her mr. end up rollin thru.. the teifhead was that a) alex and kareem had end up knowin adanna Mr. , small world eh? lol.. thanks for rollin, adanna !! and b)adanna had stay there before, and had cuss out the owner.. lol)
after tha, we jsut end up drivin about a bit, and today we came back on the lynx.. study i only fartin fartin in the port.. the deadliest one, i was timin it with the breeze tht was comin through the window nah.. boy, as soon as i look to release the fury, fuckin wind DROP, and fuckin WILLY make out muh scene
'horse, you crack one?' and i like nah, man, and put on the perplexed look... study same time, the man next to me start to pay attention to this line of questionin nah.. cuz i leggo a good few DEMONS..lol...
nah, but i really must say, the lynx is the real fuckin scene .. 2 hours and yuh dere...really worth it...
also, i had check soem friends up in hilton, and where they were stayin was right up.. yuh get dvd player and a deck and 3 tvs in the apartment.we hada make a big lime some day.. ( when i workin..LOL)
anything to declare? yeh..
doh go fuckin surfside hotel...
and the phrase for the weekend?
boy, FOCK dis rathole!!!!!!
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