GUN-MAN!

Greetings Citizens of Chocko-Blocko.

Even since i embraced my Jamaican roots i've earnestly delved into reading books on the History of the Island. Chocko-Blocko reminds me of Jamaica in two words "No Justice". Yes my people! Jamaican history dictates that the poor usually stay poor and rich often get richer. Please don't get me wrong because i live in Chocko-Blocko where survival entails you having '9 lives' plus a vituous nature. At times i get mystified by the amount of Jamaican's who are so eager to fly off their native Island. Do i sound like i am contradicting myself? 

There is one strong benificial aspect of living in Jamaica and it stems from two word "Benevolence & Charity", yep i got to keep it real. The Rich do give to the poor and the Rich do promote Charitable causes which enables the Poorer classes to empower themselves and seek a better future. Does this happen in Chocko-Blocko? Hell no!

Ok! Time to just jump off my "Give Thanks, Amen" soup box and get back to the Blog-Opera Drama. Uncle Chester and Mampie are about clear UK customs. Will the Officials be able to understands Mampie Raw-Chaw Patios? Enjoy the read and don't forget to comment.  

Cut to:

Int: Heathrow, Passport Checkpoint. 2.45

UNCLE CHESTER.

“Now remember weh me tell you fi seh?”

  

WOMAN CUSTOMS OFFICER.

“Next!”

Scared witless, Mampie hesitated.

WOMAN CUSTOMS OFFICER.

“Please come forward miss.”

Uncle Chester clasped Mampie’s hand and whispered.

UNCLE CHESTER.

“Remember answer di woman inna yu best English Speakie-Spokey fashion.” 

Reluctantly Mampie made her way toward the stern looking woman. Suddenly an Arabic gentleman nimbly established a Headlock on Uncle Chester then planted a Nine millimetre automatic pistol against his skull.

Cut. To be Cont....