Valentine greetings

Satiricus dreaded going over to the Back Street Bar. It wasn’t that he’d found religion or anything and became scared of “demon rum”; he just knew he’d be getting some good “tantalizing” from the fellas. “And why not?” he mused ruefully. Hadn’t he been promising them all month that something big was going to happen this Valentine’s Day from the KFC?
“OK…OK…fellas,” said Satiricus, who’d decided a good offence was better than a weak defence. “The Valentine Day announcement from my KFC leaders didn’t come out the way I was told.”
“Really? Na worry Sato,” said Bungi, who knew his friend very well. “Jus’ tell abee wha’ happen, na?’
“Well, like I told you chaps, Nagga Man and Rum Jhaat told us this will be their last stand,” said Satiricus. “They had drawn a line in the sand with the Pee-an’-See: no more pushing around.”
“Abee know da,” said Cappo impatiently. “So wha’ happen dat dem ben’ ova and leh de Pee-an’-See pee pan de line?”
“From what I heard through the grapevine,” said Satiricus. “Nagga Man tell everybody he was satisfied with the perks. He didn’t want to make any waves.”
“I always figured Nagga Man would do that. No backbone!” said Hari. “Maybe they’ll insert one in the US?”
“But wha’ ‘bout Rum Jhaat?” asked Bungi. “He na guh get wan fat penshan fuh throw back like “Nagga Man.”
“Budday, he’s so scared of Grain Ja, as soon as the man said there’s no reason to change the agreement, he said, ‘Yes sir!’” admitted Satiricus.
“Well, me nah even aks ‘bout Trat Man,” said Cappo. “He done sell out since ‘e bin get Speakah wuk!”
“Suh wha’ yuh guh do, Sato?” asked Bungi. “Yuh guh still suppo’t de KFC?”
“Well fellas, I still have hope, you know!” said Satiricus.
“Hope in what?” demanded Hari.
“Well, Nagga Man and Rum Jhaat now see how scampish the Pee-an’-See people are,” replied Satiricus. “Their eyes are clean.”
“And wha’ dem guh do diff’rent?” demanded Bungi.
“They’ll work from within!” said Satiricus. “To change the Pee-an’-See.”
His friends all shook their heads in resignation.

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