It was just an­oth­er day in Mick­ey Mouse coun­try. The sun came up and shone bril­liant­ly over the land called La Tri­nite.It's the great­est coun­try in the world.... no lie.Hel­lo, I won't choose an­oth­er place to live in this world. Where else can you get bac­cha­nal, bac­cha­nal...and more bac­cha­nal?When I die, as Lord Fun­ny says, bury me in the cen­tre of the city, op­po­site KFC. How­ev­er, I don't mind ly­ing in state in the Red House.How else can I not praise T&T, when we have a spy who come in with a cold-Patrick Man­ning; now we have a spy who come in cold-Resh­mi Ram­nar­ine.

This place re­al­ly jokey in truth. Now, I think I could be a bet­ter spy than Resh­mi who's so beau­ti­ful, she could eas­i­ly pass for a James Bond girl. Yes, that girl could make it to the movies.Now, I could re­al­ly make a good ma­co, if on­ly the Strate­gic Ser­vices Agency would em­ploy me.Now get this straight! I am no Peep­ing Tom. As a spy, when I take my oath, I won't spy on Pres­i­dent Max Richards, Prime Min­is­ter Kam­la Per­sad-Bisses­sar or the hair­less one, Kei­th Row­ley.

I would ob­serve all pro­to­cols. But I can't guar­an­tee I won't spy on Sta­cy Roop­nar­ine or Resh­mi her­self. I'll spy on them 24/7, just to make sure they are safe. Ha! Ha! Ha!This land they call La Tri­nite is a re­al movie, there's nev­er a dull day. This "Resh­mi Af­fair" has told me that na­tion­al se­cu­ri­ty is in dan­ger. I am wor­ried about my safe­ty and the san­i­ty of the Na­tion­al Se­cu­ri­ty Coun­cil. They just didn't get it right...do they ever?I am told "let's move on," but it's dif­fi­cult. I need coun­selling, this is too much to bear. I gone!