DRUG MULE.



Vastaman noh deal wid Class-A.


Greetings my illustrious members of Chocko-Blocko. Hope your enjoying my daily Blog-Opera. Everyday I'll recite classic odes surrounding my life and times in the Fictitious City of Chocko-Blocko. It was in this City i was resurrected and obtained Superhero status, but let's not dwell on the future let's focus of the present.
OK my Mother and i are about to collect my Uncle Chester from the Airport. He is on a incoming flight from Sunny Jamaica but unfortunately a sudden tragic occurrence is about to delay the flight.
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Int: Air Jamaica, Airbus A340(Landed). 1:30pm.

Two hours after Uncles Chester’s flight had landed the passengers were finally given permission to disembark the plane and go collect their Luggage. The Police and Custom officer were ecstatic because they had captured Ten-Kilo’s of the finest Peruvian-Flake. Air Jamaica on the other hand were stressed because Passenger G-34, a White female Drug-mule, was pronounced dead on arrival. All the Black Jamaican's on the flight held there heads high approaching customs whiles a few of the White passingers could be heard sheepishly mumbling "I hope they don't think we we're staying at the same Negril Hotel as her? I mean we saw her on the beach everyday being fondled & Kissed by a different Renta-Dread." Some even muttered "So well spoken, she was apprently educated at Oxford".  

To be Cont.