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?

elise and jeff said...

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