As some of you know, I vacationed down in Jamaica last October with my wife. It was fantastic. One of the cooler things about the trip was learning a little of the patwa. Of course, as white American tourists, us saying stuff like “No problem, mon!” in a fake Jamaican accent is pretty much the unhippest thing we could do, but we did it anyway (see: white American tourists). Anyway, all of that was just to lead up to why I got such a kick out of this.