happy father's day

cool man he helped me build my PC

By di thousand year, Zaymon turn spirit in flesh. Him nuh hungry, him nuh tire, but him soul gone brittle like dried coconut husk. Him start write story pon di wall wid him fingernail — carvings ’bout sky, sea, an’ di face of a woman him swear used to love him.

But nobody nuh read dem words but di clock.

Time move, people forget. World change. But up in dat ole tower, behind gears an’ gold, Zaymon still siddung, still watch di tickin’.

An’ if yuh stand quiet ’nuff beside di clock… yuh might hear him whisper:

“Mi did live, yuh nuh. Mi did love. Mi did wait.”

birf da happ

Ultimately, J o s h ! doesn’t just survive; they become a legendary figure, forever known as the eccentric entertainer of cell block twelve, instilling laughter in a place where joy is rarely found.

When is the SladeDom OF dropping?