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Takeru Kobayashi disrupts July 4th for New Yorkers (video)

Takeru Kobayashi was arrested yesterday. The hot dog eating champ, whatever that means,was barred from the competition for contract dispute but showed up anyway and jumped onstage wearing a “Free Kobi” t-shirt.
He is currently being held awaiting an interpreter.
Welcome to America,where disorderly conduct is not tolerated.
Especially in big crowds, and in NY no less.
Who does he think he is???
These days you just don’t know who is packing.
Thats Baltimorese for carrying and concealing.
If you want to play in our backyard you have to play nicely.
That’s how we do things.
Now all of us.
Every tax paying American gets to share in the cost of housing and feeding this ridiculous whippet until he is released.
The time the NYPD spent wrestling him away from the innocent crowd well, we are are paying their well deserved salaries too.
America land of the free and home of the brave…and how stupid are we to allow this to go on.
I say off to JFK with you Kobi.
You don’t get no Nathan hot dog here.
Back to your own homeland where you can disrupt your own people and be a big shot stuffing your face.
Byebye Kobi-san.

Assaulted In Baltimore(True Story,Got me out of jury duty)

The Scene of the Crime.

Just home from work,
a quick grocery stop,
Parked right in front
of my own house.
I never saw him coming.

My car trunk open he came at me,
I backed away.
He gave me a fast 2 handed push to the pavement,
“Give me your keys bitch!”

They were right in my pocket.
But I blanked.
“I don’t have them”
I cried,
I crabbed crawled away from him as he advanced on me.
He gave me another hard shove that sent
my glasses flying and my head to the ground.

“Give me your keys!”
“I don’t have them!”
Then he was sitting on my chest,
and pulled back to pistol whip me
across my head.

Where did that gun come from?

I saw him pull back,
He was heavy,
Heavier then any of my kids,
or my husband.

I screamed as loud as I could.
“Help,Help,Help!!!”

The next thing I can remember is lying flat on the quiet street and looking up.

The weight on my chest was gone.

I carefully got up feeling around for my broken glasses,
checking myself for injuries.
My hands cut and bloody,
My wrists..something wrong…

The street was so quiet.
Like it never happened.

I reached into my pocket for my phone,
felt my car keys,
found the phone and called 911.

The police came shortly after.
Later that night I read the police report.

Woman knocked down by African American male,
nothing was taken.

Wrong!
Wrong,wrong,wrong!

p.s. the police never did find the guy.
So I walked around scared for months.
Scared and mad.

But this being Baltimore,
Well justice is justice.
When my son’s car plate was picked up in an area where
kids were setting off some fireworks a while back,
we spent a few thousand dollars in lawyer costs
defending him.

He was never there.
He was at a friend’s wedding,
and when he couldn’t find parking,
he parked across the street in a a school parking lot.

At the wedding there were some 200 people,
many of whom saw and spoke to my son.

But you know a rich neighborhood gots ta hav it’s quiet.
The police were all over that one.

Go after an innocent 17 year old boy,
let the criminals run free.

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