Kulas
went to a bar in Hawaii to have some drinks. At the counter, he sat next to the
famous Hollywood director, Steven Spielberg who was already ahead by a quart of
alcohol. After a couple of beers, Kulas sensed that Spielberg was glaring at
him. Suddenly, in a flash the Pinoy crashed down from his stool, felled by a
vicious hook from the director.
Picking
himself up, Kulas yelled; "What the hell
is that for?"
Spielberg
replied; "That's for the bombing of
Pearl Harbor, you dammed Japanese, my dad perished in that bombing!!
Kulas
exclaimed; “I am not Japanese, you stupid
American! I am Filifino!"
The
inebriated director replied, "Yeah
yeah yeah... Japanese, Burmese, Chinese, Vietnamese, Filipino ...you're all the
same!"
Regaining
his composure, Kulas dusted off his white pants, straightened the collar of his
loud bird-of-paradise printed shirt, took his seat and ordered a double R&B
from the bartender. After a few sips, Kulas stood up and delivered his best
Jackie Chan karate kick, sending the director flying halfway across the room.
"What was that for?!!"
shouted the surprised Spielberg from about fifteen feet away.
"That’s for the sinking of the
TITANIC! I had my grandfather on that ship!"
Kulas answered back.
"You’re ignorant Pinoy! The
TITANIC was sunk by an iceberg!" exclaimed the
director.
"Yeah…
yeah… yeah...Iceberg, Spielberg, Carlsberg... you are all the same . . ....
also!"
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