NSB vs. TFC
Little Priyantha was in his 5th grade class when the teacher asked the children what their fathers did for a living. All the typical answers came up: bus-driver, doctor, policeman, salesman, farmer, etc.
Priyantha was being uncharacteristically quiet and so the teacher asked him about his father.‘ My father’s an exotic dancer in a gay bar and takes off all his clothes in front of other men. Sometimes, if the offer is really good, he’ll go out to the alley with some guy and make love with him for money’.
The teacher, obviously shaken by this statement, hurriedly set the other children to work on some colouring, and took little Priyantha aside to ask him, ‘Is that really true about your father?’
‘No,’ said Priyantha, ‘He is a Director of the National Savings Bank (who bought loss making TFC for higher value), but I was too embarrassed to say that in front of the other kids.’
Dirty Harry and his senorita have moved shareholder’s money under their own names. One shareholder is about to erupt like Mount Vesuvius. Now Harrry and “Harriot” are between a rock and a hard place. Greedy no?
Fonny Boy A Star Attraction
And so Fonny Boy devoid of all things political and rights what-not has adopted new garb. No longer for him those drab prison shorts and vest. The man instead is donning his finest linen to party. At every tom, dick and harry’s birthday dear Fonny is now the icing on the cake – the star attraction. Ah well… the bloke sure deserves it, eh? Bring on the baila guys! Bring it on!