Sexual harassment

TIMES INT'L

Satiricus and the fellas had been parked in the Back Street Bar for a while. Meaning their tongues had been well-lubricated. They’d exhausted their usual political stuff and since religion was off limits by common consent (and bitter experience!) the gyaff turned to the explosion in sexual harassment in the US.
“So Cappo, what’s really going on with all this sexual harassment in the US, man?” asked Satiricus, as he signalled for another beer.
“How me guh know?” demanded Cappo.
“Well…yuh jus’ come back fram deh!” pointed out his pal Bungi. “Yuh na l’arn nothin’ de whole year?”
“Budday!! Me bin a wuk fuh fix-up people house in New Yark,” Cappo explained a bit aggrievedly. “Wha’ me guh know ‘bout dem people in Hallywood?”
“But it’s not only people in Hollywood, Cappo,” said Hari as he signalled he would pass this round, “Trump boasted he did the same thing!”
“Yeah, Cappo!” insisted Bungi, “He fram New Yark and he seh how he bin a grabble all dem lady crotch!!”
“Ok…OK…de only t’ing me know, dem ‘merican man always gat fuh try wan t’ing when dem meet ‘homan!” Cappo related.
“Every woman they meet?” asked Satiricus curiously.
“Yeah!” nodded Cappo. “An’ if yuh na do da, dem t’ink somet’ing wraang wid yuh! Yuh a anti-man!”
“So tell us something, Cappo,” asked Hari. “Did you try a t’ing?”
“Well, waan time me bin a wuk front a wan house,” Cappo started. “An’ me w’istle pan wan ‘merican homan who bin a pass.”
“And?” prompted Satiricus. “What happened?”
“She knack me head wid she han’bag!!” reported Cappo. “An’ she tell me she guh report me to immigra-shan!”
“And that was it?” said Hari incredulously. “You never try a t’ing with the Guyanese girls?”
“Budday, all dem Guyanese people know waan-anadda,” confessed Cappo.” Yuh bin wan’ me wife kill me?”
The fellas decided it was time to go home before their wives killed them all!

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