A WARNING to all those men going after a gal from the region now in Barbados.
This woman who likes to move with the upper crust and frequents car racing in the east, has been keeping and then showing all those emails and text messages the suitors have been sending her.
So all the naughty little things the fellows in high society have been writing to her are all out in the open. The brownling, who spends much of her day associated with an offspring of Alexander Graham Bell has been telling friends that a slimmed down man has been trying to proposition her.
This woman yearns quite badly to be a socialite and will therefore do almost anything to get through. The question making the rounds this week is: will she show the text messages to the woman in white?
Heat is on
O’B is back. On Monday a number of people from Roebuck Street were in another part of The City and could be heard talking aloud: O’B is back.
They said it was the kind of person they wanted around for a while as the last fellow who was from the Bayland was not an action man.
In fact the only thing he seemed to get excited about was weightlifting, a sport which his father had also relished. But now with O’B reincarnated, the possibilities were endless. But who is O’B? Nobody can quite explain except to say he was well rewarded by Tommy.
This new action man O’B got some people so excited that a red-skinned woman, who is known for the bodices she wears, got so excited that she started putting up things on Facebook as if she was starting to prepare for a snap, and she did not mean of rum.
She said this time the silent one was in a vice grip and could not get away. This woman, who is a strife maker, and created all sorts of issues in St Matthias and Harts Gap and even up in Fordes Road and Clapham, was real eager.
She was looking for something real big by Wednesday and after nothing happened then started telling people to help stir up all sorts of confusion.
In the meantime, the emphasis is on O’B’s successor to do something even if to manufacture an issue. For the time being he too busy even to sit down in Horatio’s mansion.
Talking sense
A number of people who used to be liming in the Pine and listening to the radio all day long, or watching television and were told to stop hanging around the people’s place, were real excited last week when they went to a calypso tent.
They were all cozy, bubbly and catish when they heard someone say money should be given out. It was the kind of thing to which many had become. They would lime all day and if they did turn up for work, would take three weeks to do two days work.
So now someone says they should get 84 months’ pay or even 60 months and in some cases 48 months, everybody laughing and saying this makes sense.
And just imagine that a fellow who said loud and clear that after liming for six years after his 33 and one-third portion had gone that he would only be turning up and showing his face.
No wonder the people told them to leave their place. Now they are talking about getting a legal luminary to put their case if the other ever gets through.
