Bahama Drama

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First day on the job

Good afternoon Bahama Drama please keep me anonymous.

Today’s my first day on the job and I’m very greatful because I got laid off almost 2 years ago and haven’t worked since until today.

I’m a cook by trade you see and I’ve been cooking ever since I was 3 years old my grandma used to say. My granny God bless her soul may she rest in peace. She raised me you see Mom died giving birth to me.

Grammy said that she was a heavy bleeder. I’m the same way and that’s why every cooking job that I’ve had I usually have to be careful when I’m handling food because I’m what they call a Hemophilia.

My last job I think I got fired for bleeding on the boil eggs that I was peeling the shells off of because the shell cut my finger and I started bleeding on the eggs and when I noticed it I stopped peeling the eggs to wash my fingers off and to rinse off the eggs and continued my work.

After I had finished making the eggs salad and seasoning my meats for the head cook my job was done.

So I went on lunch break. When I came from lunch break the management called me into her office and I was let go for no reason at all.

All she said was we have to let you go. I asked why and she told me that my contract is not with them but the job agency that sent me here and that’s all she is willing to say right now.

2 years later and I’m at another restaurant grating carrots for the cook.

You see how God always come through for his children I swear. I just want to thank God for not giving up on me as I will one day become the best Chef in the Bahamas with God’s help of course.

Can someone say AMEN with me? I’m so proud to be a Bahamian right now Lord I thank you.

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Just don’t bleed in the carrots. Sorry I just had to say it seeing how you still made the eggs salad with those same eggs that your blood was on.

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I want to kill this person for real

Good morning Bahama Drama please keep me anonymous.

There’s this guy on my block that have been fucking with me for about 7 months now for no apparent reason. Every time that he sees me walking pass his house and he’s on his porch he yells out all kind of disrespectful shits at me rather he’s with his gang members friends or not.

But for the past 5 months I’ve been thinking of ways to kill him and get away with it. It’s been very hard coming up with a clean kill for this mother fucker.

I’ve been Googling different methods and even looked up different poisons that I can use on his doorknobs and car door but I don’t want to kill the innocent just this mother fucker.

I even leave my window open at night hopping that maybe him and his friends would climb through it to try to kill me. I have some serious traps for them bitches when they get inside they will all die in my house and I’m not sure if I should chop up the bodies or set them on fire while they are bleeding out on my floor after breaking into my house.

I want to kill this dude so bad that I even find myself talking to God about ways to do it. Because I know that he’s never going to leave me alone and the police take things for jokes and I have blood in my eye’s and I could kill him and feel nothing at all.

Last night I dreamed that I stuck a big knife through the side of his neck and he was still trying to dial a number for help and as he was on the floor bleeding so I began to cutting from the point of where I had the knife through his lower and upper jaws to completely silence him.

I paid close attention to the details of this dream because in it was more ways that I could kill him. This morning I was looking at my refrigerator and thinking about if his size body could fit in it if I chopped him up in sections. I know that I would need to use my tub for the chopping up part otherwise blood would be everywhere on my floor.

And as I was thinking about this idea I realized that maybe his body can fit in my refrigerator if I just lay my refrigerator flat on its back and but blocks or paint cans to hold it off of my kitchen floor so that the compressor can still work properly.

I would need to separate his head from his neck. Than his 2 arms but I would need to compact the 2 arms by chopping each in half by where the elbow ends and just put the upper arm and lower arm on top of each other to save refrigeration space.

Then I’m going to need to do the upper leg and lower legs the same way starting where the knees are. Remove his upper leg from his hips on both side left and right sides.

And all I would have left is the torso parts and I could just chop that in half down the middle and stick it in my refrigerator to.

Then each day I would just throw 1 piece of body part away somewhere until all pieces are gone. Bleach out my tub and refrigerator and floor in the area he first died and burn my shoes up or throw them in the bush somewhere or one foot in the bush somewhere and the other in the sea. That includes clothes that I was wearing when he got the shit killed out of him.

Maybe I could catch him in the night around his yard and ice pick him to death. Only a little blood should come out with ice picks. But him making noise is a problem I’m working on solving.

Everyday I pass him he talks a lot of shit to me even his friends do to sometimes and thinking that I’m afraid of them because they all have access to guns but it’s only a matter of time before I find the sweet spot and have him. There will be no turning back then.

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CID look here for a moment. Something might go down soon.

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Good morning…Make it a great day!

Valentine’s day laugh. 4

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What a lover boy

I’m sure someone’s fighting over him today.

Who; we don’t even wanna know!

I wonder how Mrs. Island Luck feels today and what she might be expecting to happen? She just came across my mind. Do y’all think her husband get her something or is she ga give him some today?