Title: Singles Tour of Duty
Concept: All For Charity (Guiding Light) bashment
Cost: 500 pre // 700 gate
Venue: Some secluded ravine in Norbrook Mountain
Date: Sunday, July 22nd, 2001

Mic & Fyah hit this annual bashment...

Mic: Yuh done know Singles is always the bomb dizzigity!
Fyah: What a wicked party yow! Singles always deliver.

Mic: Well I want to know who dat ol' drunkard was bitching about the weed so I can go kick his ass!
Fyah: I'm sayin'! I was so perturbed. Why di man a go come inna di dance and spoil di vibes like dat? Mic: And keep coming up to the sound and harassing us at that. UGH!
Fyah: I don't think anybody penny di announcement stil. I still smelled weed up in there.
Mic: Cuz you was smokin' it! LOL. Apparently police did come fi lock it down, Y'all shoulda listen. You stoners!

Fyah: It was messed up but I thought it had to do with the volume of the music.
Mic: Yo rude girl yuh neva see weh wi did deh? Inna di bottom of a ravine to raas! It was all about that dude causing unnecessary trouble. *kiss teet*
Fyah: Was he a neighbour?
Mic: Hear mi nuh! I am saying this man was in the party beating some serious liquor!
Fyah: He was actually a patron of Singles?
Mic: Yes! That's what made the whole situation so ludricous! What a shame! But my vibes did only dead when police come and tek weh my portable mic. Police seh no more chattin' on the mic.

Fyah: Well even after police come and tun down di music people was stil rockin' the joint...dat neva stop dem.
Mic: Yeah? Well yuh waan see di hoardes of people dat practically jump on me and Bobby Wong when di music tun down!
Fyah: I'm not surprised. I left shortly after the music was turned down. That was 'round 10. And I have friends dat come home way after 12 that night.
Mic: You know when I left?
Fyah: No, I left you there.
Mic: I left not only after the music lock off but when all the bar people start pack up dem tings and gawn!
Fyah: And might I ask the reason for that?
Mic: Well I was chillin wid dem likkle Rasta yute yuh did see walkin' around and talkin' shop with Sparkles. Yuh done know. Lock down every session!

Fyah: Uh huh. Let's get on the heart of the matter. I stepped into the party greeted by some guy in fatigues. Straight fatigues get up! Trus mi. He put this dog tag around my neck welcoming me to the party and led me to some table where mi sign mi name. What's the best name for the day, you think? Mic: Ummmm...Oh my God... Major Lick-A-Clit! I had to call that sh!it out on the mic! What was your favourite name?
Fyah: Dishonourable Discharge! BAD!
Mic: Seeeen

Fyah: The tequilla idea..Wicked! As initiation y'know. Tough! The bar did run smooth. I don't think I bought one drink ticket.
Mic: You know! Well mi cyaan manage di tequilla at all. But rum was flowing nicely anyway. So Fyah, Did you find a match for your Dog Tag number?

Fyah: No, I was kinda avoiding finding a match still. Luckily, my number coulda switch around between 061 or 190!
Mic: Ohhhhh, Ok. Well mi neva find no match. But, mi neva did a look either. BUT ANYWAY....What did you think about the MC job? *hee hee*
Fyah: TOUGH! I give you your props...yuh done know!
Mic: Tanx! You know I had to ask! I really, really enjoyed doing it. Thanks guys!

Fyah: Singles was a success. It always nice to reach home at 10:30pm after a full day of partying.
Mic: Yeh man, no doubt it was wicked. Next year mi deh deh fo' sho' as always. One!
Fyah: Likkle More.

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