Every morning John would drive by Wrightson Road and every morning
he would stop and give the resident beggar $10.00.

After a while John started to give the beggar $7.00.
The Beggar noticing that his money has been reduced was not too pleased,
but said nothing.

After a while John started to give the Beggar $5.00.
The Beggar noticing this further decrease became noticeably upset
and decided to speak to John about it.

He stopped John one morning after accepting $5.00 and said,
“Wah happening man”. “yuh use to give me $10.00, den yuh cut it down
to $7.00, now dis?”

John replied, “Boy, times get hard. Meh eldest boy just start university
and meh daughter now in High School…so you know how it does go…”

The beggar looked at him with impatience and asked,
“Exactly how much chirren yuh have boss?”

“Four” replied John.

The now irate beggar asked in a tone of disbelief,
“So yuh mean to tell me that is outa MY money yuh sending yuh chirren to school?”

A man from Kingston moved to the country and bought a donkey
from an old farmer for $100.
The farmer agreed to deliver the donkey the next day.

The next day, the farmer drove up and said,
”Sorry, but me have some bad news…The donkey dead.”

Man:         ”Wha’? Well den, just gi me back mi money.”

Farmer:      ”Can’t do that. Mi done spen dat already.”

Man:          “OK, then, just leave the donkey with me.”

Farmer:     “What you a go do wid him?”

Man:          “Me a go raffle dat.”

Farmer:     “You can’t raffle off a dead donkey!”

Man:          “Yeah man, watch me. Mi just nah tell nobody seh ‘im dead.”

A month later the farmer met up with the Kingston man and asked,
”What happen wid dat dead donkey?”

Man:           ”Mi raffle dat off, boss. Mi sell 500 ticket fi $2  apiece and mek a profit of $998.”

Farmer:      “Suh nobaddy nuh cuss?”

Man:           ”Ongle di man whey win.  So me gi ‘im back ’im $2.”