Oh Father

05 May

I am standing  in the cashier line at Kappa Drugs, with my bottle of water and Absorbine Junior in hand (My muscles are sore from the Kickboxing class I started recently) when the guy in front of me turns around and says:

“Pops, you could hold mah space for meh? Ah hadda get something”

It was then and there that I understood why the murder rate in Trinidad was rising so quickly………


Posted by on May 5, 2011 in Emotions


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2 responses to “Oh Father

  1. Makula

    May 25, 2011 at 10:52

    LMAO! I feel yuh!

  2. Mandy Bennett

    June 27, 2011 at 10:58



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