A Case of Mistaken Identity

Two Jamaicans meet on the street and recognize each other. They fall into a little discussion.

#1: "Ya, mawn good to see you derr my friend."

#2: "Ya, mawn me too, derr. How ya been doin' mawn?"

#1: "It is what it is, mawn. Ya know? Been doin' not much. How 'bout you?"

#2 "Life be good ya know mawn? I been doin' not much neither my friend."

#1: "That be the life, mawn. You know?'

#2: "Oh, I know, my mawn. I know."

#1: "Say nice dreads my mawn. How long it take ya to grow dem?"

#2: "Oh, deese? About five years, mawn, yeah. But look at yours, dey be much longer dan mine, man. Ya might even say dey be more dreadful dan mine mawn."

#1: "Yeah, me mawn it take about seven years for deese dreads ."

#2: "Hey mawn ya got any ghanja? I been needin' me a good hit for some time now."

#1: "Ya know I do mawn. And I always got a bit to share with a brother. Let's just go around the corner here where I can roll us a nice spliff."

#2: "We be nefarious my brother. We be righteously nefarious."

#1: "Hold up mawn. We be what?

#2: "Nefarious, mawn. Nefarious."

#1: "I don't know who raised you mawn but we be no nefarious." (inhales deeply)

#2 : "Who we be den mawn?"

#1: "Why we be Rastafarians you idiot!"

Well the prompt from the gals at Studio30+ this week was nefarious/evil. See just how evil the other participants were by clicking on the link in the previous sentence.

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