Caribbean love story…..
Well, here is the other joke that was sent by my high school friend Jahjoe.
Don was on his death bed. His wife Latoya was in attendance at his bedside. She held his fragile hand, the tears rolling down her face. Her praying roused him from his slumber. He looked at her and his pale lips began to move slightly. “Mi dawlin Latoya,” he whispered feebly. “Hush mi love. Rest….nuh bodda talk, you so weak,” she replied with fondness.
Don was insistent, “Latoya. Me have suppem fi confess to you.” She looked at him, “You nuh have nutten fe confess, gwaan sleep,” she said while weeping. “Everyting will soon be alright.”
“No, no, me haffi dead in peace mi love, me mus confess suppem to you,” he said. He continued, “Me sleep wid you sister, you best friend Jean and you dear old Mother as well. Me so sorry!”
Latoya replied, “Me know from long time, dat is why me poison you rass!” 
December 1st, 2002 at 6:51 pm Ohhhhhh……Harsh! But, I like.
December 1st, 2002 at 7:26 pm I heard it before doc and it was as funny then as it is now. Does it remind you of any of your patients? Just asking!
December 1st, 2002 at 10:57 pm You know, while I was reading it, I realised that it was La Toya’s fault that poor old Don was next to death’s door. Its not surprising. You know, sharing is something kids are supposed to imbibe with their mother’s milk! I guess these Jamaican women’ dem head tough, nuh true?
December 2nd, 2002 at 12:43 am bahahahaha!
December 2nd, 2002 at 11:39 am *giggles*