Two rastafarians are sitting on the beach bored.
One says to the other, “I know, lets have an emotions party. All dem guests have to come dressed as aaan emotion”
So, a few phone calls later all the rastas on the island were invited.
Knock Knock! The first rasta opens the door to see another rasta with a posse of babes dancing around and up and down him. He has a big FO spliff in one hand and a winning lottery ticket in the other.
“I” he proclaims “Have come as – happiness”
“Come on in, enjoy they party” says the second rasta.
Knock knock on the door and there was another rasta standing there in a black suit, tears in his eyes and a coffin festooned with the word ‘Mother’ in flowers.
“I have come as sadness”.
Knock on the door and the ratas go to answer.
This time there are two rastas standing in the porch, both stark bollock naked, The first is ‘cupping’ his todger in a bowl of custard and the second is standing there with a huge smile on his face and a pear engorging his manhood.
(In your finest rasta accent if you please!)
“I am fookin dis-custard”
“And I, am deep in dis-pear”