A GUYANESE CAUGHT IN CANE FIELD TALKS PURE BAJAN

It has been drawn to my attention that some members of the young bball team went to illegally extract sugar cane from a sugar estate somewhere in Barbados. Being quite aware that they were trespassing on private property they made their way quietly and out of the view of any possible owners or watchmen. Well so they thought. They selected an area where the canes were bursting with juice and ready for harvest then without the consent of the owners or the go ahead of the management of the plantation proceeded to noisily harvest the produce.

So intense were their concentration on their illegal activity that they fail to notice the watchman, moving slowly and conceal like a navy seal through the canes to the area of chatter and crackling in his cane field. Just about the time the watchman was about to make his presence known one of the trespassers made a cell phone call to a buddy telling him that he was at this moment in the cane field brekin some real juicy cane.  He went on to invite his friend to join him in the field as the watchman was somewhere drunk.

At this invitation watchman made his presence known to the trespassers who turned and run to the nearest exits. One of the fleeing illegal intruders pl ayes as a big man for Braves he was the first to move followed closely by his buddy who plays 2 for the team. Unfortunately the third illegal intruder was not a bajan and he took off too closely followed by the Alto bolt speed like watchman.  After running round in circles for about 20mins he finally stop to face his determined pursuer.

He had not realized that the watchman had armed himself with two bajan grenades (two big rocks) but when he did he shouted ‘hey man. wha you gine do wid them’ to which the watchman replied ‘ if you let me get close enough you will know’.  Well,  he did not grant the watchman his wish.  He saw the path that his buddies had made during their quick exit from the canefield and made it his exit also. 

When he reached a safe area some distance from the crime scene he spotted his buddies relating the story to some of their friends. As he aproached the group one of his partners in crime asked him. ” you see my cell phone? I like I left it in the canefield.”