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Originally Posted by Ghostvette
Amen. I was in Hawai'i during the late 80s & early 90s, when there were some 'issues' with some of the locals and service people.  Some of the military guys were getting 'adjusted' by some locals.  Any way, I was coming out of a bar on Kuhio late and was heading to my car (78 Vette) when I was surrounded by a group of very large local folks. They were giving me crap all the way to my car, then when they saw the car it was like,'Brah...that's a cool car'...  Then I was cool. |
I was with my future wife in Maui sometime in 83 - 85 and it was the vacation from hell. Everything from lost luggage, to having the plane turn around due some guy having a heart attack somewhere over the Pacific Ocean. The Airline had to put us up for the night and stuck us in this fleabag motel. We had nothing to eat and they told us to get in the buffet line at the wedding that was going on.
But the worst part was my wife wanting to go to this cheesy lua. As we were walking in this chubby native starts busting my balls about my long hair, and calling me a faggot, etc. etc.
When they finally came out with that disgusting pig, I refused to eat it. my New Pal came over and got in my face. I nailed that fat fucker square across his jaw. he didn’t go down, but I staggered him enough that he left me alone.
Wasn’t worth the 4 bones I broke in my hand, but we still laugh when we tell that story to anyone who tells us how great Hawaii is.