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One night Dennis was on his way home drunk and threw his rum
bottles in the river.
DENNIS
Dem feel ise ah dunce orwa. Like I born yesterday. I livin
here on this earth for over 60 years now and dem expect me
to believe in dat. *Steups* Mama Dlo? Dem forreal .
Mama Dlo eat glass! Feel I fraid you orwa. You feel ise
imnce orwa, yuh have to be mad. Ggyirl if i ever see you
girl I beatin you bad.
MAMA DLO
Dennis! Dennis!
DENNIS
Patsy dy you dey pat?
MAMA DLO
No Dennis, it’s me glow
DENNIS
M- M- Me, nah nah i aint pelt no bottle. Me? Nah dy meh
brother Ennis.
MAMA DLO
Ogood, you rhell funny Dennis. Try comedy! You might succeed
in that one.
DENNIS
Yeah, yeah.
MAMA DLO
No, no, not so fast Dennis!
(Mama Dlo’s long hair turns into snakes and eyes turns red)
DENNIS
Widdi ass I seein
MAMA DLO
Nuh uh