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Sunday, April 15, 2007

Legendary crooner Don Ho, who entertained tourists for decades wearing raspberry-tinted sunglasses and singing the catchy signature tune Tiny Bubbles, has died. He was 76.

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"Don Ho should have changed his last name. His family should change their last name. that last name is offensive." -- Obama, Sharpon, Jackson and other Officers of the Though, Manners, and Words Police

Don Ho is Dead?

Dang.

This does not "make me feel happy"
Nor does it "make me feel fine"

"Pearly Shells" was a cool tune too.

Thoughts and prayers to the family.

RIP Don Ho.

Spud takes a slug from a bottle of champagne.

Spud pours a li'l on the ground.

One fer me.

One fer me Ho-mey!

Be Well.

PS: Irony points for dying during the whole "nappy headed ho" debacle.

Miss Ebonics: Only 49 contestants.
Nobody wanted to be Miss Idaho.

Little girl comes back from seeing the Mall Santa (in tears), "Momma, he called me a ho three times!"

Then there's the Jolly (HO! HO! HO!) Green Giant.

OK-Who was Don's ho-and why did he kill her?


Tiny bubbles in the wine make me happy all the time....

God he sucked....

I guess all those years of constantly gettin' leid finally did the old boy in. But what a way to go!

I guess all those years of constantly gettin' leid

FF

No more singing, 'Kumoniwannalaya"

Yes, Mr. Wave, he sucked. But he lived a life fuller than your jurassic cortex could ever imagine on your most lucid day. He lived his dream. How many of us can say that?

All-
Back in college our frat hosted an annual Kommonawannalaya Luau. Pig roast, grass huts, much drunkeness and plenty of fun explaining to girls how to pronounce the name.

Were you a Fiji, Oohrah? Sounds an awful lot like a Fiji Islander blowout.

Don Tai Loy Ho did pretty well for himself. Of course he sucked as a singer. He wasn't a singer. He was an entertainer. And his shtick held up for forty-some years. At least he could laugh at himself.

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