There are not any publishable pictures from this little adventure…

We’re not on the road more than a minute or so when the whole thing goes in the ditch. And I’m gonna say it was my fault. “Man, I’m really hungry, do you think we can stop at a barrel on the way?” I ask. And there it is. We don’t even realize it yet but our plan has gone up in flames. We are, however, phoenixes, and we will rise to new heights from the dropped ashes of this torched plan. The bus gets very jabbery and I don’t really know what’s going on, I’m engaged in some sort of buffoonery and just anxious for some jerk. Eventually, much longer than I thought it would be, we take a giant left hand turn into the lot at Eddie’s DeBar.

Sweetness is super excited, “This is the BEST jerk!” she exclaims. Related to the Three Dives family she says but she thinks it’s even better. THAT gets me and Sweetie Pie excited. We get out and Booger is greeted like a returning hero. I think that’s because he WAS a returning hero. Booger held his 4/20 bash here just two nights ago. There are a few chickens on the barrel when Booger checks. “Are they ready, Eddie?” he asks, “Can we get a few to go?” “Ready soon,” says Eddie, “How many?” as he looks at our large crowd. Lots of hands raise, lot’s of “Ya Mon’s”, lot’s of “Quarter” and “Half” called out. Before you know it we’re all leaning against the bar, Striped up or rummied out.

I don’t know how it happened (well actually I do) but in no time I’ve stumbled into a Marxist commune. We are talking some serious socialist radicals. As they pass around the Bolshevist agenda amongst the party members, though, I find myself sucked in and before you know it and I’m blown away by their propaganda. I become a card carrying communist. Freaking Pinko’s…

They’re good people by and large, if you can overlook one glaring fact. They are extremely cruel to newborns. There are numerous, maybe countless, little children running around Negril today without ANY forearms –little baby hands just dangling from their biceps – all in the pursuit of supporting this Leninist party. Oh, the humanity! The poor little children…