Now the Papa is a tolerant man, but ever since he started blogging about the wonders of a life in the South Pacific all sorts of pretenders have been showing up on the Island. Case in point, The Papa and Moloko were visiting Chief Urulu the other day, invited as guests of the village to sit in on the local Boar's tusk ceremony. The Papa spied in the crowd of onlookers a somewhat mustachioed Hollywood type taking notes with a pad and pencil. Adorning himself with an array of maile leaves, kina shells and flowers this imposter would appeared to have stole his whole gig from the Papa, he was even wearing a Papaloha shirt. Is nothing Sacred?
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The highest form of flattery is mimicry. Let them bask in the shadow of the Papa.
ReplyDeleteYou'd be surprised how many people I see wearing Beachcomber khaki.