Aloha? Oy.
I will give an honest try-ee
To tell you of Blue Hawai’i,
The land of lava, leis, and lomi-lomi.
For Jimbo has gone there,
With his Great Farookin’ Hair,
Which is thick enough to snap your av’rage comb-ee.
Oh, the girls (grass-skirted, brown),
Will attempt to lay you down,
If you quaff enough of all them yummy Mai-Tais.
And they’ll really start to school ya,
And commence to dance the Hula,
The better for to bounce their perky Tai-Tais.
You’d best keep it in your pants
When the ladies start to dance,
For to monkey with the locals is forbidden –
Lest you be caught by the Wife,
Who might go and grab a knife
And Bobbitize the part of you that’s hidden.
A true work of art Elisson! ROFLMAO!!!
Comment by Teresa — June 12, 2008 @ 12:15 am
Wow!!! You should be writing lyrics in Nashville!!! I’m impressed!
Comment by Dave — June 12, 2008 @ 7:55 am
Very nicely done, Jimbo!
Mahalo.
Comment by Jerry — June 12, 2008 @ 10:43 am
Ah…Lorena Bobbit…da goil who became a moyel. Du hot a schmutzigger cruller, Reb Elisson.
Comment by Erica — June 12, 2008 @ 10:05 pm
ROFLMAO!!!
Oh man is that ever priceless!
Comment by Maeve — June 12, 2008 @ 10:08 pm
Oops. I guess the author kudos go to Elisson. I shoulda known (and read on the byline). Jimbo could never write anything this classy.
Comment by Jerry — June 13, 2008 @ 7:09 am
… ha!..
Comment by Eric — June 13, 2008 @ 8:53 am
Oh that’s just sick! Loved it looong time!!!!
Comment by JihadGene — June 14, 2008 @ 3:18 pm