Right den an dea, befo da luna guy pau talk to God, Rebecca come outa da town. She stay carrying one watta pot on top her shoulda. (Her faddah, Betuel. Her granfaddah, Nahor, az Abraham braddah. Nahor wife, Milkah, an Betuel dea boy.)
Den Laban an Betuel tell da luna guy, “Was Da One In Charge dat wen bring you hea awready fo aks fo Rebecca come his wife. Us guys no can tell you ‘Yeah’ o ‘No.’
But da king tell, “Dis my kuleana! Dis not bout you guys, my nephews, Zeruiah boys. Who you fo tell um fo stop?! If he stay yell fo put kahuna on top me cuz Da One In Charge tell him fo do dat, den who can tell Da One In Charge, ‘How come you make lidis?!’ ”
Get married ova dea. Born kids. Find wifes fo yoa boys, an give yoa girls fo marry fo dem born plenny grankids. Make yoa ohanas come mo plenny. No let um come litto bit.