Hey guys! Guess who's back! Back again! Its me! Yes and I am back with a story to tell. So gather round and listen up. Its gonna be pretty short but again I go through hell so you don't have to. So... Story Time!
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| Actual Photo of me Losing my calm... |
#Storytime So apparently people have to decided to make it a hobby of trying to piss me off -___- why is this? I dont know. So anyway let us begin at the beginning... Yesterday. So even though I said I wouldnt bother with this ive changed my mind... im going to bother.

#StoryTime Being overly blessed with my fair share of impatience and anger issues this post is brought to you by Digicel. So there I was...and then there I wasnt.
Anyway Ive made a few posts with regards to digicel's internet speeds (Not even ago capitalize dem name cause mi a hothead) over the last two days zeen and them reply to the first post then it all went down in my dms. Anyway them ask a one or two question with what i would imagine is pertinent information to resolving my problem. I reply wqith a swiftness FLASH WHO?! Them reply and then; there I was... then there they werent. Im like Bruh? Where the help at? So i make another post cause like i said in the last status update before this, im a sick piece of human flesh. They jump down in my dms again and the same thing happen. So im like whut? So then its like some scarface shit "You come to me in your time of need asking me for a favour..." Not really but yeah. I post up a Haiku (google it) and i tag them cause again im fancy. and then they jump down in my dms... AGAIN! asking me questions... THEN!! (Heres the kicker) they hop on the post I made and tell me to move my correspondences to my dm... BRUH... WHUUUUT!!!! I bees in my dms cause you know I gots ta internet! So i reply with an okay cause im a smooth sir. im smoother than the lyrics your pops used to snag your moms son. (Why mi sound so white?) anyway there I am waiting for them to send me some sort of reply.... .Not a ting!

And they have the nerve... the AU-DA-CI-TY!! To tell me to not loud up mi mouth (paraphrasing) on teh internet! I have lost the ability to Can... I Cant with Digicel. I cawnt!!!
The End..... For Now... Yes mi dutty mi know but mi wha mi internet fi function correctly
Fun fact. The second i was going to click the Post button A wild message appeared! Will Update!!!
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Welcome one and all to another Guest Post [Haven't done one of these in a while]. You've seen his work here before and I'm here to show it to you once more. I give you '10 Question' by Britton Wright
Since the day that Kartel has been locked up till now, people have been screaming at the top of their voices saying "Free Kartel", "Free up di teacha!" etc. etc. Now I for one don't know whether or not he was in fact guilty of the crime or not and I'm ready to hazard a guess the a majority of those petitioning for his release were privy to such details and thus they were blindly calling for a [un-confirmed at time of writing] criminals release.
Black woman, mi nuh see wah fi stand next to yuh.
African gem, di man dem heart haffi strong fi step to yuh.
Yuh dark brown skin rich and supple like chocolate.
Fimi heart yuh set ablaze wid yuh majestic ways.
Mi coulda speak of yuh essence fi days and it wouldn’t do yuh justice.
Yuh muss be a musket because yuh shot.
Black woman, yuh hotta dan a African Serengeti.
Who know Joe Grine??? If you don't know Joe then that's about to change. This poem is all about Mr. Joe Grine and is written by
Britton Wright. It is patois rich and filled with humour but at the same time is a serious thing to think about. So here's Joe.
We all have seen out fair share of police brutality and corruption. If we havent seen it first hand we have most definitely heard about it through some medium or another. This poem speaks about a corrupt cop and just how far he goes to get his way. Written by Britton Wright, I give you "Di Law".
Taking all Jamaicans back down "memry" lane we have Britton Wright again with another piece. The poem this time is entitled "Ol' Time Jamaica" and we are again greeted with the true raw patois which we all know and love. I have to yet again apologize to my non-Jamaican readers as with the previous one. I leave you with the promise I made before once more, I shall [At a later date] try to give you a complete English translation so you can get a better understanding of what is being said. Until then as usual, enjoy!
Hello once again to those who stick with my blog, today I have yet another Guest Post for you all. In the previous ones posted there was one thing they all had in common... They were all written by females, today however we have a Poem written by a male in the raw patois Jamaicans know and love. His name is
Britton Wright and I assure you, you definitely want to give this a read. To all my non Jamaican readers and followers I apologize in advance for your lack of understanding in this post when it arises. I will try to add the Standard English Translations to this at a later date. Until then enjoy the poem.