Satiricus was on cloud nine!! Someone less particular might say he was in pig’s heaven – since he was smiling like the cat that just swallowed the canary! It was a new year…and, as he mused to himself – it was going to be a new beginning. He’d thought so before, but had been brought back to earth by the fellas at the Back Street Bar. This time they wouldn’t be able to mess with his head.
“Eh! Eh! Sato, ole fr’en’,” said Bungi ,as Satiricus eased into his seat and downed his waiting beer in one practiced gurgle. “Like yuh win Latto, or somet’ing?”
“Naaah!” smiled Satiricus as he signalled for another beer. “Better than that! In fact, so much better, the drinks are on me!!”
“Well, this I have to hear,” said Hari. “So you going to share the good news with us, or what?”
“Don’t you fellas read the papers?” Satiricus wanted to know.
“Me read dat yuh KFC party seh dem ‘gree fuh na pay dem cane-cutta dem sev’rance!” said Cappo with some heat.
“It’s the same half-empty cup you fellas always seeing!” smiled Satiricus. “Didn’t you see our leader Trotty say our KFC will be going alone at the LGE?”
“Me read da,” said Bungi. “But me na bin t’ing yuh guh wan’ fuh ta’k ‘bout dat schupid idea!!”
“What you mean, “stupid idea”?” demanded Satiricus. “Alyuh always blaming my KFC for mixing up with Pee-an’-See. Now we can start being free!”
“An’ dat is why it schupid,” said Cappo. “Who yuh t’ink gun vote fuh KFC now afta all wha alyu guvmnent do?”
“Budday!” exclaimed Hari. “It’s like you rape a woman and you think she’ll give you lodging!! Why would anyone vote for the KFC??”
“Well, they voted for us before!” said Satiricus not so effusively as before.
“Dis time na lang time!” smiled Bungi “When alyu na even get waan pa-cent, lemme see wha’ Pee and See gun do?”
“Drap de dead meat in de garbage!” chuckled Cappo.
Satiricus fell quiet.
