A Bajan is having breakfast one morning; coffee, croissant, bread, butter and jam when a Trini man, chewing gum, sits down next to him.
The bajan ignores the Trini who, nevertheless, starts a conversation:
Trini: 'You bajan folk eat the whole bread??'
Bajan: (in a bad mood): 'Of course.'
Trini: (after blowing a huge bubble) 'We don't. In Trinidad, we only eats what's inside. The crusts, we collect in a container, recycle it, transform them into croissants and sell them to the bajans.' The Trini has a smirk on his face.
The bajan listens in silence.
The Trini persists: 'Do you eat jelly with the bread??'
The bajan: 'Of course.'
Trini: (cracking his gum between his teeth and chuckling). 'We don't. In Trinidad we eat fresh fruit for breakfast, then we put all the peels, seeds, and leftovers in containers, recycle them, transform them into jam, and sell the jam to the bajans.'
The bajan then asks: 'Do you have sex in Trinidad?'
Trini: 'Why of course we do', the Trini says with a big smirk.
Bajan: 'And what do you do with the condoms once you've used them?'
Trini: 'We throw them away, of course.'
Bajan: 'We don't. In Barbados, we put them in a container, recycle them, melt them down into chewing gum and sell them to Trinidad