Don't Hold Muh So Tight- You Know, I'm Tickle-Ish.

When Laura came to BIM years ago we were at the Toat yard on a Booze day and she somehow got roped into a tourist game where they blindfold you and give you indigenous fruit and make you guess what it is. Anyhoo-Laura got a Plantain and to help her out I yelled out "Something in your pocket keeps stickin' me..." To which she cried "It's a ripe Plaintain! It's a ripe Plantain!"
That's a song- for those who are not up on the calypso.

The point is after Ricky's story yesterday it was the first thing that came to my mind.
His story runs a little something like this:

While standing on a ladder over some concrete blocks at work banging a few nails, he feels something crawling on his thigh inside his pants. Thinking it was a centipede, he grabbed it from the outside, holding it firm between the material, jumped off the ladder backwards, sprained his foot and broke 3 decoration blocks. Still holding the thing at his thigh he's feeling it on his ankle and he's wondering how the ass a centipede could be that long. He wriggles out of his pants, looks down inside and sees...

A Snake. The length of his leg. Now half dead from being squeezed too hard.

Something in his pantleg keep stickin he...

So he brings the thing home dangling it from the passenger side window, asking all the pedestrians if they want he.

Even paro Tucky jump back and say "nah boyee..."

Ocean liked it. He flung it around like a lasso and wanted to carry it home. Michelle wouldn't hear of it. Apparently Ocean had just watched Snakes On a Plane and woke up in the night with a "Snakes eat Baba!"

Snakes in BIM is one hot topic let me tell ya.
Ricky's friend is now memorialised on Clifford's fence.