No problem Bruddah Brasi! I actually don't take any of this seriously, but sometimes the tone of what I write is a bit off - so it comes across different from how I'm actually feeling.Originally Posted by brasi
Kahuna,
Love your report, and I hope you aren't taking my posts as militantly as they may seem. LOL. You make a good point with the bodacious poster. Zing!
Just giving you some sh$&*.
I might not hang with Fabs...I'm sure he's a cool guy...but he is fun to read about.
Write on.
Brasi
President (and Founder)
Chubby United
Like they say IT'S ALL GOOD, MON!
This morning Fabs and I went for a ‘farewell’ walk. We stopped at Sun Beach. Fabs had a Stripe, I had a ginger beer. We talked for a while, laughing about the shenanigans that we’d gotten into. When Fabs’ time was getting short we set out for White Sands so he could catch his ride to MoBay. When we got to the vacant lot next to the sun deck, Fabs pointed and said, “See that little corrugated shack right there?”
I looked, “Yah,” I said.
“Just behind it, under that coconut tree, there’s a half sheet of plywood.”
“Okay . . .”
“Well, right there on that sheet of plywood, I’ve had sex there with three different women this week.”
I stopped and looked at the shack, then turned to Fabs. “You know, that can be very dangerous,” I said, "you need to be careful."
He smiled and shook his head. “Nah, don't worry, I wear protection and I’ve had all my shots.”
“Not that, I mean doing it under a coconut tree, if you banged your head up against the tree and shook it too much, a coconut could fall and crack your skull wide open.”
Fabs thought about this for a moment, then smiled and said, “It’d be a good way to go though, wouldn’t it?”
The interesting thing about this exchange is that Fabs wasn’t boasting; it was just a passing comment. Fabs doesn’t boast, about anything, and he has nothing to prove to me. It was simply an aside, akin to him saying, “Hey! Look at that stingray in the water there.”
I just saw Fabs off. He climbed on the bus, all dejected and morose. I guess I don’t have to elaborate – you all know how hard it can be to leave Negril.
But he had a good reach and he’ll be back. And he has a bank of fresh Negril memories to keep him going until he returns.
As for me, well I’m actually looking forward to slowing down a bit. I’ve been drinking way too much and staying up too late. And I’m really looking forward to seeing my wife too.
My wife, her name is Beate ( Bay – Ah – Tah - that’s German), arrives later this afternoon. (I just call her Bea.)
But I haven’t told you about our Tuesday night yet. I’m almost finished that part, I want to get it right.
I’ll be posting it this afternoon.
