Joke of Two Mauritian Youngsters Talking in English

A tou bann morisien, zot bizin lir sa!

Conversation of 2 Mauritian youngsters - Picpac & Ticolo
Warning - not to be read if you do not understand CREOLE

Ready, sit back and relax... This is going to be husband comic :)

Picpac: Allo qui maniere, Ticolo? Tou correk?
Ticolo: My English professor has asked me to speak English only; Let us speak English. This will improve my English knowledge.
Picpac: OK, what are you called?
Ticolo: Ticolo; and you?
Picpac: Picpac.
Ticolo: Where do you rest?
Picpac: At Four Coconut. And you?
Ticolo: At Red Earth near a halfbig shop.
Picpac: It is husband hot in this stadium.
Ticolo: You have reason. I am transpirating! How are you doing at school?
Are you breaking the packet?
Picpac: Yes, my father told me if I fail, my saucepan will be hot.
Ticolo: I gain thirsty. Have you something to drink?
Picpac: Yes, I have some dead water. Do you want some?
Ticolo: Yes. Thank you. If you gain hungry, I have got fried apple of the earth.
Picpac: No. Thank you. I have bought some dholl rotten with curry big weight.
Ticolo: Are you taking part in the sports?
Picpac: No. I am blessed in the foot.
Ticolo: What have you got?
Picpac: The baby of curry rock fell on it.
Ticolo: Do you hurt much?
Picpac: Of course! I saw lightnings.
(Suddenly there was a commotion in the centre of the field and many pupils had assembled)
Ticolo: Stay here. I am going to see what arrived
(A few minutes later, he returns and announces):
A boy fell down without knowledge. The professor says it is because of the sun. He is called zoreille. Do you know him?
Picpac: Yes, but he is not my army. He is a coconut eater. It is not easy with him.
Ticolo: Look at the small boy. He wants to run with a big. He will not be capable.
Picpac: I know him. He runs quickly. Small knife cut big pumpkin. His sister is a beautiful thirty-five. I am trying to put her in a circle, but I have no money. I am waiting for my condemned box to fill. Now my hand is under rock.
Ticolo: We must marry picker. I give you money.
Picpac: Don't tell her brother. If he knows, he will untie our race. He is a small chilli.
Ticolo: Are you to rest here a long time?
Picpac: No. If I felt an occasion, I am going to break the pause at Rose-Hill.
(He stood up and inadvertently crushed his friend's foot)
Ticolo: Eh, you monkey, you are blessing me again. You cannot make attention.
Picpac: Sorry, my black.

(Unfortunately, the conversation ended here....)