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Voices were picked up at a meeting held somewhere in the capital city last Thursday. The voices were mumbled at times so the actual identity was difficult to ascertain.

VOICE 1 [V1]: aye I forget to tell all yuh ah going Bim this weekend. Rihanna in tong so "partay".

VOICE 2 [V2]: but dat was last week when it was Crop Over, she mus be done gorn already.

[V1]: yeh but if she come for Crop Over she mita Stay Over, ah go check wid Shams.

[V2]: but you really think dis is a good idea, wit all what going orn? Yuh eh see what happen wit de ferry? 

[V1]: so what, you want me to go in de airport an go Tobago for dem setta people to cuss meh up? Yuh mad! Allyuh go be dealing wit dat bacchanal on allyuh own.

[V2]: an is not you who start all dis stupidness when you tell dem run de last boat?

[V1]: careful, I is de one who accustom dealing wid Tobago boats, like you forget how ah deal wit de 'Calcutta Ship'. Just doh say nutten an nutten will happen.

[V2]: not dis rounds, is real tunder. I is ah man who living in de country, I knows nutten bout boat and all yuh put me in dis bacchanal to deal wit dem setta people. In fac I never even went on Iwer boat. Yuh reel pardner here is de man who know plenty bout boat. Last time he must be bring about ten boat an none eh wuk, an look he get ah big wuk.

VOICE 3 [V3]: yuh see all yuh, yuh see how all yuh does not know nutten bout true facts. I bring four boats, not ten, and furder more at least my boats was looking good. My boats reach, your boat cyar even bust tru de canal. My wuk is to fine de money, your wuk is to organize de ting. I doh know what reely wrong wit you, dat is de price all yuh tell de people to charge? Is tru, you knows nutten bout 'boating'.

[V1]: awright, awright all yuh stop corrilin, man figure out how yuh dealing wit dis, you going good wit yuh stories, make up a next story about how is dem others when dey was in orrfice dey went an buy up all de boats so now it eh have none. Oh and tell dem foreigners when dey coming here it have a dress code so no short pants.
....aye what time is de flight. "wurk wurk wurk wurk wurk hmmmm hmmmm hmmmm"

A 4th voice was heard, but was inaudible excepting for a loud 'cheups'.

To be continued.

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