Clown Prince has been
beaten once again. This time to the altar, of all places. Long time
buddy GG alias Batta from Dompe way, has had enough of waiting for the
Clown to take the walk down the aisle first and now Batta has given
his heart to a lass up Gem Capital way and is dreaming of holy
matrimony soon, having giving up waiting for the old boss Clown Prince
to do it first.
Batta, who has been at
the butt end of many a joke by his pals for being a slave to the Walauwa,
is now a slave to love, a bird whispers. Way to go Buts, way to go.
The chief opposing one
Mahinda walked into last week’s blue convention several minutes
late. Finding no place in the front row, he rested his limbs in the
sixth instead. And thus he remained till ol’ Satellite walked in a
bit later. Still no change of place for the opposing one, even after
Satellite took her place right at the front.
Then the Clean Lady
from the Gem Capital walked upto Satellite and whispered that the
chief opposing one’s seating arrangement was not a good show. When
Satellite sent word out to the opposing one, he replied he was quite
comfortable in row number six. "You might be, but not most of the
others," word came back and the chief opposer swaggered to the
front row. Hear! Hear!
The other Mahinda, the
fishy type is now all out to get his own ministry sec out. The poor
chap’s main crime is not appointing the fishy one’s nominee to a
top post looking after the coast. Last week the fishy one went and
sought out the Cheap Belt Wearer, up until late Satellite’s sec for
help. The advice was, remove the guy and appoint the additional sec
and give the cupboard reasons for the removal.
Those reasons may not
sound very professional though. But why fret so much, the old sec is
now tipped to take over the ministry that is all about administering
The Hot Garden clan now
in the government hostel had a party last week. It was Low-han’s
birthday we hear and a sibling and brews of all hues were smuggled
into the slammer. But Hot Gardens being Hot Gardens and nothing else,
had the spirits and thereafter there were some boisterous arm
wrestling we hear. Tch! Tch!
Upali Piya, the one who
transports the state, the one who made sure that phones at the House
by the Diyawanna are only there for his abuse, has put another order.
Piya has now decreed no member of the public be allowed into the
ministry other than on Wednesday. It is an all consuming rule and has
left many a voter fuming at the doorstep. Shame! Shame!
Having a ball
So the representatives
at the House by the Diyawanna got another windfall with the four
wheels through Injun cash. And some are having a ball. Take for
instance Dumb-minda, Berty Junior from the Scared City. The little lad
is seen around driving in the black beauty with lads of his own age in
the back seat and burning tar right along. All this in the capital
city, far, far from his constituency. He might like his beauty, but
his only claim to success was his ancestry and beyond that there is
nothing much. Rrrr......