Greetings to all! Hope everyone had a great weekend. Monday is here, I hope your ready to rock, cause I got a smoking story, for you cocksuckers today. I never thought about writing these because in a way, this situation was one of the toughest I had to deal with in my life.
         Its early January, and some of the smoke had cleared from the hitting Hercules with bat issue, but I always knew the other shoe was about to drop, at the time, I was trying to do Comedy full time, I was making close to nothing, and was hustling, delivering Chinese food, anything just to keep a float, my life wasn't hard enough, and I got my ex and her future husband breaking my balls.
         My visits with my daughter Jackie were BRUTAL! Half the time I had money, some times I didn't, but the visits were always fun, I always made them work, I loved her dearly.
One particular cold day, I pick her up at daycare, there she was with her little blond locks, I put her in the car, after about 20 minutes, she looks up at me and ask, daddy, what does SPIC mean? I asked her where she heard that, she said whenever I called the house, JOHN would say, ITS THE SPIC!  I'm from NORTH BERGEN NEW JERSEY, thats where they invented the word, I heard it a thousand times , it never bothered me growing up because the people that always said it to me, believe it or not, really loved me, it was like a reference word, HAVE YOU HEARD FROM THE SPIC? I use the fucking word, I'm sure my daughter will hear the word a thousand times growing up, but she is not going to hear it from some motherfucker
        Now as you know, Colorado is a tricky place for me, I have 2 felonies there, one more, its twenty five big ones, that was always hanging over my head, still I looked at my daughter, and decided, I was going to get my third and best felony, that afternoon.
We went and ate, went to the kids museum, the whole time thinking about my demise, by I didn't care, I was going to prison, but those motherfuckers were going to remember me for the rest of there lives, I was going to confront them, at the drop off point, which on that particular day was at a Safeway parking lot, they usually showed up together.
            I get there, just John is there, I tell Jackie to wait in the car, I felt like Liotta in Goodfellas, I walk up to him and ask him if he said the word SPIC around my daughter, he says NO, I tell him she is 4, were would she hear this, besides this is Colorado, not Jersey, again he dummies up. I tell him, I'm going to ask him again, that he was calling my daughter a liar, I wanted him to come clean, for that and sending those pieces of shit to my house, I told him that no matter what he said, he was going to get hit, again he lied and said he would call the police, I said good, if your going to call the cops, here is one to go, and popped him right in the fucking face, his knee buckled, again I asked again, he said fuck you, I smacked him again, some lady yells, leave him alone!, I tell her to go fuck yourself and mind your business, within minutes, the cops get there, at this point, he's in SAFEWAY with ice on his eye.
  THANK GOD!!!!!!!!! I knew one of the cops, he knows about my history with these 2 miserable fucks, also I had just done a Comedy benefit, and he was there, he hears my side of the story, they call it simple assualt, there are citations, and we both get to go home.
          3 days later, I'm in Court with my ex, and her boyfriend, only his eye is black and green, I figured I was going to jail that day, they asked where he said the word SPIC, I answered in his home and my daughter said at other places. The Judge dismisses the case because your not allowed to use a racial slur in the City limits of Boulder, its like a make my day law, you say it, you get whats coming to you, on top of that, the one witness didn't show, so they dropped the charges of assault, because I said I didn't hit him, my ex, and her cunt attorney are yelling and screaming, there yelling no contact, this and that, FUCK THEM, I BEAT THEM AT THERE OWN GAME!
          Thats a great story, but at the same time, its not, I fucked up big that day, and many days afterward, that situation contributed to the reasons that I don't speak to those people, including my daughter anymore, but we live and learn. Even writing this story was stressful.
  Thank you for reading, see ya next week, love ya............STAY BLACK!!!!!!!!!!!