Nope. Just a nasty bruise is gona form where i landed. By the way? First you know me and then you call me sir?? I'm confused.
Amnesia . . . ? Quick question, who among you is sick of my Rasta talk? I have been on topic, if not hard to understand
Mon what'rong wit yuh? Black up a bit too much ya bafang, calm down wit dat bizness or I gonna box you braata in da face braa. Mi gonna tack you wit me bucky ya bull bucka ross clot if you don't buck up. Oh and also, whats the deal with Allen.
Mon, if ye don quid wid da talkin like a wan be Shamaican, me gon box yer eahs, an whip yoo tal. Good enough for you?
Calm id'own dready, maybe mi not from Ja Jam-down, but if smadi feel da Zion in der heart, who to spring der love? You? Donnabe a bumba clot Babylon.
Wait....Chrys doesn't know who she is, but she knows that she's always been clutsy and knows first aid.....does that confuse anyone else?
A good question, I'm waiting on Allen to post his answer, but he's like hallucinating or something, I don't know. And now Chrys/Kat is all ****ed up in the head (more so than before) and **** is hitting the fan and its all really distressing (not). Edit: What stuff? The inner monologue? That doesn't sound like a proper answer,
I know what's going on with Chrys but I'm not telling! Put down those bamboo shoots! I'm not telling... Oh yes, Chick, I can tell you're wringing your hands.
She doesn't understand who they are reffering to, but she knows who she is. She's had an ecletic past, I just didn't throw it on the table yet. Bear with me, I'm working on something I understand that, I wasn't using it, I was using the accent and a couple of the words, but by no meanss trying to spaeak it. Do you get the point of the statement though?
Yes, essentially "Shut up with all that jibba jabba foo!" right? Well I'm taking a break for a little bit, so if you speak Rasta, more time braa.
