03 August 2008

My few days on Maui have provided amble opportunities to converse with various self-proclaimed hippies. I really learned a lot from them and look forward to future contact with their kind.

Calvin, a man claiming to be the offspring of Def Leppard, when talking about the Oklahoma City bombing remembered things like this: "What was that dude's name again? Deuchebag McDeuchebag? Wayne, man, do you got any herb, bro?" Here on Maui there are a lot of bros. There are also a lot of puka shells.

John, a 51-year-old swinging by the end of his rope, made this comment upon seeing two fairly attractive girls walking on the beach: "Listen, Wayne, you really gotta get yourself a B-otch - I like saying B-otch, it just makes sense." And right now you're wondering "was he saying 'B-otch' or the other word?" and, as it turns out, he was saying B-otch, otherwise it wouldn't make sense.


4 comments:

la_sale_bete said...

i've got a friend from hawaii who always spots a man wearing daisy dukes, who prances up and down the shore gleefully waving a japanese flag. he doesn't have a b-otch either.

chaat paapdi said...

will do. love the way he titles his books too!

michelle said...

I think I definitely need to visit Hawaii. Who would have thought there were such interesting and intellectual people there?

Jeffrey and Elise: said...

Sweet!!! Your blogs great, especially the noodling, so that's awesome, be safe over there in Pittsburg...and keep in touch!