Minding my own business in Jamaica

How I learned to mind my own business: I was walking past Ward 21 the other day & all the patients were outside shouting, '13....13....13.' The fence was too high to see over, but I saw a little gap in the fencing so I looked through to see what was going on AND somebody poked me in the eye with a stick!!! Then they all started shouting '14....14....14'...

The Jamaican Boy and the Elevator

A boy from rural Jamaica and his parents went to Kingston one day and were visiting a mall. While the mother looked for cotton fabric for a new apron, the father and son stood around, amazed by almost everything they saw. They were especially amazed by two, shiny silver walls that could move apart and then slide back together again.

The boy asked, "What is that, daddy?"

The father (never having seen an elevator) responded, "Son, I have never seen anything like this in my life. I don't know what it is."

"Could it be a time machine?" asked the boy. “I read about in this book once where people leave the earth in shiny vehicles.”

"Praise the Lord", said the father. "There sure are miraculous things in the city."

While the boy and his father were watching with amazement, an old lady in a wheel chair rolled up to the moving walls and pressed a button. The walls opened and the lady rolled between them into a small room. The walls closed, and the boy and his father watched the small circular numbers above the walls light up. They continued to watch until the last number was reached, and then the numbers began to light in the reverse order.

Finally, the walls opened again and a gorgeous 24-year-old woman stepped out. The father, not taking his eyes off the young woman, said quietly to his son, "Go get your mother."

Another Shebada classic ...Di real driva...let the jokes begin