Greetings Citizens of Chocko-Blocko. Be prepared to enter my world of Good & Evil, I am not trying to be grim and i shall not deceive or fill you with false illusions. My life is a Script you my Friends and Citizens are directors and players. Welcome again to fictional city of Chocko-Blocko and Welcome to the world of VASTAMAN 'Jamaica's first superhero'.
There's so much more to explain about my acquired mystic status but for now let me just Blog-Opera my profane life ode's to one all. Daily i'll Blog-Opera my mystic journey towards Resurrection and Superhero staus but i'll always endeveour to Blog-comment on Topicical events which continusly eminates from our ever orbital Earth. Just like City of Abbottabad in Pakistan, Camden Town in London City, Flatbush in New York City, Mitaka, in Tokyo City, Badagry in the City of Lagos, Half way Tree in Kingston City Jamaica, West Hollywood in Los Angeles, and even Dubna in the City of Moscow, Vastaman's city of Chocko-Clocko is just like any urban City.
Best of luck in BLOG-OPERA, Visit any time your now a Citizen, air your views, get invovled, just make yourself feel at home this is your city and did someone just mention Bin-Laden????
Drive By;
Int: Car, A40 Highway. 8:00 am.
On the Streets off Choco-Blocko citizens call me Vastaman. My Mother, Mama Mention, named me after my father so whenever my parents bellow my name they address me as Junior. Who gives a damn I hear you ask? I do! Because the citizens of Choco-Blocko plus Mama Mention call my father Daddy Buster. Confused? You will be.
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Int: Car: A40 Highway. 8:00am. (Continuous)
DADDY BUSTER
Press-gas di plane soon Land. Your driving like Gaddafi impose sanctions? Drive faster woman!
MAMA MENTION
Junior tell you fada fi shout-up.
VASTAMAN
Mum can you stop calling me Junior.
MAMA MENTION
But me name you after you fada.
VASTAMAN
Yea and you hate him.
DADDY BUSTER
Listen Woman, me know dat yu hate my guts but you CANNOT drive 10mph in the 80mph fast land!
MAMA MENTION
Junior ask you fada why I hate him.
VASTAMAN
After you answer the Police. They’re signalling you to pull over.
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Int: Car: A40 Hard-Shoulder. 8:45am.
Back in 1998 i served 3 years in prison for smuggling 1 pound of High grade ganga from Amsterdam. Ever since my release I’ve kept my Hustle tight. For instance it came has no surprise to me that my illegal Dutch activities were being monitored by a member of the Choco-Blocko community. What we call a RAT! I just want keep my nose clean, keep out of trouble. Now the Cop's are pulling my 65 year old Mother over for driving to slow.
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Ext: A40 Hard-Shoulder. 8:55am.
POLICE OFFICER
Do you normally Drink Overproof Jamaican White Rum at this time of the Morning Sir?
DADDY BUSTER.
Yea Man! Yu done nuh….Burp! Yu ever drink ‘Reel-Up-Tan-Pon-It-Long-Depth-Charge-Run-Up-And-Down-Pickeny-Come-Down-And-Magnum?’ Burp!
POLICE OFFICER.
Pardon? Don’t get lippy with me Son.
DADDY BUSTER.
Mi look like yu Daddy?
POLICE OFFICER.
Step out of the Car and keep your hands where i can see them.
CUT.
To be Con't.
