This blog is dedicated to all things hilarious in Jamaican life. Cause life short so why not enjoy it and laugh. Sure there are thousands of websites and blogs with comedy sketches and jokes but this one is dedicated to anything in, about or inspired by Jamaica, its music, its people and its culture. We will have other stuff as well, once its just plain funny and because as we say in Jamaica, "Fi mek yuh belly buss wid laughter"...This is "Mek Me Laugh." Enjoy! New Posts every week....
Friday, April 30, 2010
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Monday, April 19, 2010
New Stamp causing a stir
Jamaica Postal Service has created a stamp with a picture of Prime Minister Bruce Golding.
The stamp is not sticking to envelopes. This enrages the Prime Minister,who demands a full investigation.
After a month of testing and spending of JA $4.1 million, a special commission presents the following findings:
1. The stamp is in perfect order.
2. There is nothing wrong with the adhesive.
3. The Public are spitting on the wrong side of the stamp.
The stamp is not sticking to envelopes. This enrages the Prime Minister,who demands a full investigation.
After a month of testing and spending of JA $4.1 million, a special commission presents the following findings:
1. The stamp is in perfect order.
2. There is nothing wrong with the adhesive.
3. The Public are spitting on the wrong side of the stamp.
Sunday, April 11, 2010
The National Poetry Contest was now down to the last two contestants; a Yale graduate and a Jamaican Rasta man. They were given a word and were allowed two minutes to study the word and come up with a poem that contained the word.
The word they were given was “Timbuktu”.
First to recite his poem was the Yale graduate. He stepped to the microphone and said:
“Slowly across the desert sand,
trecked a lonely caravan;
Men on camels…two by two;
their destination? Timbuktu."
A big applause went up! No way could the Rasta man top that, they thought.
The Rasta man calmly made his way to the microphone and recited:
“Me and Tim, went on de road,
three thief stop wi, an want wi load.
They were three, and we were two…
So I bucked one and Tim-buk-tu .
The crowd went wild!! The Rasta man won. Of course!!
The word they were given was “Timbuktu”.
First to recite his poem was the Yale graduate. He stepped to the microphone and said:
“Slowly across the desert sand,
trecked a lonely caravan;
Men on camels…two by two;
their destination? Timbuktu."
A big applause went up! No way could the Rasta man top that, they thought.
The Rasta man calmly made his way to the microphone and recited:
“Me and Tim, went on de road,
three thief stop wi, an want wi load.
They were three, and we were two…
So I bucked one and Tim-buk-tu .
The crowd went wild!! The Rasta man won. Of course!!
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