Quack, Quack, Quack??

Here's a little joke to brighten up your day. Courtesy of all the farkin Israel Kamakawiwoole songs Ive had to listen to while Vinnie was here. LoL! Enjoy.....

So had these 3 ducks yeah....they got busted and had to go to court. The first one appears before the judge and the judge says, "Okay state your name and tell me how come you're here". First duck says, "Oh my name is Quack". Judge says, "K why you here foa?" (Dont mind da pidgin, dis one Hawaiian joke brah!) Quack says, "I got caught blowing bubbles in the pond". Judge sentenced him to 6 months.

Next duck comes along and the judge tells him, "K tell me your name and how come you stay". Second duck says, "Oh my name is Quack-Quack and I got busted blowing bubbles in the pond." Judge says, "Okay same ting as da oddah guy, you get 6 months too."

Third duck comes along and the judge says, "No tell me your name is Quack-Quack-Quack." Third duck says, "No. I'm Bubbles."



:) Good day to you my friends

Hawaiian Style Christmas Story

Was da night beefo' Christmas, and all ova' da place,
Not even da geckos was showin' dea face.

Da stockings was hangin' on top da TV
(Cause no mo' fireplace in Hawai'i)

Da kids stay all crashed, my old man too.
They leave all da work for you-know-who.

So me, I stay pickin' up alla their toys,
When - boom! - outside get only big noise!

I run to da window, I open 'em up,
I stick out my head and I yell, "Eh! Whassup?!"

And then, I no can ba-lieve what I seen!
Was so unreal, you know what I mean?

This fat haole guy get his reindeers in my yard!
And reindeers not housebroken, you know, as' why hard!

But nemmind - this Christmas, so I cut 'em some slack.
Plus, had uku pile presents pokin' outta his sack!

So I wait 'till he pau tie up his reindeer,
Then I yell out da window, "Hui! Brah, ova hea!"

An' I tell 'em first thing, when I open da door,
"Eh, hemo your shoes! You going dirty my floor!"

After he take off his boots, he tell, "You know who I am?"
I go, "Ho! From the smell, must be Mr. Toe Jam!"

He make mempachi eyes and he go, "Ho, ho, ho!"
By now, I stay thinking this guy small kind lolo!

He look like my Tutu, but little less weight,
And his beard stay so white, mo' white than shark bait!

He stay all in red, specially his nose,
And get reindeer spit on top his nice clothes!

But him, he no care; he just smile at me,
And he start fo' put presents unda-neath da tree.

I tell 'em, "Eh, brah, no need make li'dat,
And watch where you step! You going ma-ke da cat!"

Then, out from his bag, he pull one brand new computah,
Choke video games, and one motorized scootah!

He try for fill up da Christmas socks too,
But had so much pukas, all da stuff went fall troo.

When he pau, I tell 'em, "Eh Santa, try wait!
I get plenty leftovahs, I go make you one plate!"

But he nevah like hang, he had so much fo' do;
Gotta make all them small kids' wishes come true.

So I wave 'em goodbye, and I flash 'em da shaka,
And I yell at him, "Mele Kalikimaka!"

When he hear that, he stop...and I telling you true,
He go, "Garans ball-barans! Merry Christmas to you!"