"I take da Joe Sloppy, instead."
I wrote this on November 24, 2015:
With a mischievous grin on his face, Steve opened his carry-all and brought out a red Santa hat, which he donned. Then, he drew out seven small gifts. He called a resounding, “Ho-ho-ho! Mele Kalikimaka!” and gave each person a gift wrapped in red paper and a green bow and bearing his or her name.
“Fo da keiki,” he told each of the twins.
“Fo da wahine nani,” he told each of the girls.
“Fo da kane koa,” he told Robin and Bob.
“You’re early, Santa,” Carole said. “We haven’t put out your cookies and milk, yet.”
“Ain’t no big t’ing, sistah,” Steve said in his best pidgin English. “I take da joe sloppy, instead.”
Carole, Robin, and Melanie laughed at him.
“Did you come in on a surfboard?” Robin wanted to know.
“On long board known as United DC-8,” Steve replied, still speaking in pidgin English.