Race For The Cure

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ENJOY BOYS!!!!!!!!!!

#4779 of 4779 by Joe Torres (hagasan) on Fri Apr 28 02:40:12 2006:

“The Eviction of HONDA”

No matter what kind of event is being thrown there is always that
one certain individual that somehow slithers his way into the party to
cause a much unwanted and definitely unneeded type of disturbance. You
must always take the necessary precautions to do what you can to avoid
the infestation of the local town drunkard. This was to be a peaceful
weekend, but one man decided he would just crash the party and help
himself to the festivities without asking or offering a donation to the
event. He was too stupid to realize that I would mind the crashing and
don’t take well to free-loaders. Big mistake.
“Honda, before you start piling on more of that potato salad and
burgers for a second time, let me ask you something.” I said. “Yeah,
what’s up?” he replied while still continuing to make his pile bigger.
“Are you racing here or just hanging out?” “No, I’m not racing” he said.
“Would you like to make a ten dollar donation to the charity then?” I
asked. “Not really.” He replied. “Well, the reason why I’m asking you
for a donation is because all these people here paid to eat with there
donations, some guests are complaining that you didn’t pay and this is a
benefit, not a free-for-all. So would you please make a donation to the
charity and you could eat all you want?” I explained. He stopped loading
his plate up now and looked at me with an attitude in his face. “I don’t
have ten dollars and I’m not giving you shit pal!” he smirked and yelled
at me. “Here! Here! You want your phukin’ food back!!” Wham!! He then
slammed his plate of food back into the potato salad bowl with enough
force to shake the table and get everyones attention in the whole pit
area. “What do you think about that!! That’s what I do about that!! Take
your phukin food back then muther-phuker! I ain’t giving you shit!!” He
yelled out for all to hear. I have been trying my hardest to change my
lifestyle and along with it, trying to live a more peaceful and
stress-free mindset having more patience in getting along with people
like this. This guy almost cancelled all this out, but my determination
to remain calm was still under my control. “Honda, was that really
necessary?” I asked calmly. “We can go right now Pal! You ain’t shit!”
He replied. I stepped up to him and spoke in a low enough tone to
hopefully settle him down. I put my right hand on his shoulder and said.
“Honda calm down man, this is really uncalled for. Let’s go outside and
we can talk so we don’t embarrass ourselves more and disturb my guests
any further. OK?” I asked calmly again. “You want to go outside with
me?! Yeah let’s go outside!!” He said again loudly. I turned around and
started to head for the exit, he kept talking shit to me so I raised my
right hand and curled my index finger in a “come on” motion, as if to
coax him out the door. “Let’s go outside Honda, you can talk all the
shit you want outside.” I said walking towards the door. When we got out
the door He asked me, “Are you the guy in charge here or what!?” “Honda,
I was trying to avoid any type of BS with you and only asked for $10 to
donate to the charity and I asked you nicely and you have to go and
throw food around that is for my guests that paid to be here and donate
to the fund. What is wrong with you?” I said as he tried to cut me off,
but I continued on. “Now we are outside, talk all the shit you want to
now, but not in front of everybody, grow the phuck up will ya. This is a
charity event and you want to come here and be an asshole. Well not this
time dude” I said very calmly again and never yelled once. “You want
some of me tuff guy!” Honda yelled and proceeded back inside the
building and stood in the doorway blocking the passage of two ladies
that came to see there kids. It was also the time when Mike Laday and
John Bonie came to break it up. (Thanks) Honda would not move from the
doorway. “Honda, please move over and let these nice ladies through will
ya?” I asked him nicely. He did not move, until the lady yelled “Excuse
me!” and then he let her by. He said “Phuck you” to me again and then
took off his glasses folded them up and put them in his pocket. He
looked at Mike and said, “Mike you tell this phucker right now to get
away from me or one of us is going to jail and one of us is going to the
phukin’ hospital!!” I took one step towards Honda and John Bonie jumped
in front of me and told me to let it go or something of that nature, it
was too late for that now, so I got up to Honda and said, “Are you ready
to back-up your shit talkin’? You big phuck head, huh? Go ahead, take a
swing, I want you to. I promise you this you big phuck, you don’t scare
me for shit and your going to be the one going to the phuckin’ hospital.
So go head, Do somethin’.” I guess he figured I wasn’t intimidated by
his BS, so he turned around and walked away back to the pit area. “Mike,
get that guy out of here.” I asked. “Because I’m telling you right now,
I’m ready to go in there and kick the shit out of him, and I ain’t
playin’ either.” Mike went inside and told him he had to go. As I walked
back into the pit area I seen Honda ready to walk pass me, so I said,
“I’ll see you later.”
Make no mistake about it, this guy is a multi-offender and is not
good for this hobby in anyway. His passed behavior speaks for itself and
the way he treats people and the way he presents a violent manner
towards others is unwanted and uncalled for. I think he may be banned
from Leisure Hours for some time because of his recent actions. Good.