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Clean
Out
No
sooner had the Clown Prince set his paws in Paradise isle having
descended from sunny L.A. tales of his shindigs were doing the rounds.
The Clown had left a hotel room in Palm Springs after burrowing out of
a mound of filth having puked all over the room. According to a livid
management it took the hotel four solid days to clean up the mess and
the Clown Prince has been declared persona non grata at the hotel.
A
Lankan manager has had to bear the flak for recommending the Clown and
despite informing the hotel of the Clown's impressive lineage, the
Yankees will have none of him. The
Clown Prince can now be heard whining, yankee doodle doodle doo...
hic! yankee doodle dandy... hic!
Star
Gazer
In
a dither and a bother since the Podu Peramuna types signed on the
dotted line with the Rathu Sahodarayas, Satellite is in a spin.
Uncertain of the shots the worse half of the partnership is to call,
Satellite was reduced to star gazing. No more for her the business of
governance.
Instead,
to weigh the options of a provincial or general mathivaranaya she
spent the entire day on Friday surrounded by no less than seven
anjanan eliya types, comparing their prophecies and warnings. Well,
well, a marriage certainly makes strange bedfellows and in this magula
the mates are getting estranged by the day....
Sin men.
Act
of Fury
And
the sis with the beautiful eyes was equally disturbed. No sooner she
spied Nimal Sree Parlour at
a diplomatic do, she let forth her fury. She scolded the blot chiding
even Mallo for having taken on the role of magul kapuwa and pushing
for the marriage. Sis needed no sastharakaraya to warn the two kapuwas
that their magula would soon be kaput. "Kapuwa kapothi vei,"
she scolded, adding Satellite should not have been subjected to such a
marriage....
Censored
And
Satellite too was determined to keep the Rathu Sahodarayas away from
her chambers. In her new role as the media angel she recently summoned
all media bosses and asked what the political dramas were to be on the
idot box. Pat came the reply that hot on tape was a one hour chinwag
with ole Somay from Blighty.
Satellite
saw red - and blasted the Eye-Tee-En kind saying why should he get one
hour of television time - stop the show. And so ole Somay may never
hit the road or the box in this case, and all because the vicious blot
may have had a hand in pulling the trigger on Vijaya. Hmm...
Poya
Fiasco
Remember
the Bookie, that much smaller and rechristened Konakapala? Well no
sooner had his latest counsel Dee Pee the Princely lion appeared to
appeal for help, he had to reappear for another case that witching
hour before the court full of appeal.
An
amount of 500,000 smackers was discussed in the second case and the
judge could not resist asking tongue in cheek from Dee Pee if he could
pick up 450,000 smackers? But
Dee Pee was quick to respond, "No, Siree, I am not a poya
counsel..." Hee, hee - ole Ana and Rienzie will for sure never
live that name down having danced the tango together that ill-fated
poya day.... The dance even cost ole Ana his post as chief of the Bee
Eh Ess El... well, well
The
Long Wait
And
they waited and waited, and waited. The occasion was the primary
school admissions for the western province. Education Minister for the
province Reginald had made the cardinal mistake of inviting Satellite
for the tamasha. She never turned up the first time forcing the
organisers to reorganise the event for a second day. An auspicious
time was got for 8 a.m.
But
Satellite though well known for her lateness is not known to be an
early riser and she turned up at the event at 12.30 p.m., prompting
superstitious parents to wail in despair saying what a beginning for
their darling offspring...
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