Governor Linda Lingle walked in procession, in the 61st annual Kailua Day Parade. Surrounded by body guards, in aloha-shirts, she smiled and waved at all of her supporters, and spectators. I waved, and smiled, at Lingle. We made eye contact, and suddenly, her warm reception became cold and callous. Her wave slowed to a stop, her smile turned into a scowl, and her welcoming eyes became a 5 second mad-dog stare…she must of heard me calling her “uncle Lingle”. As soon as eye contact broke, she was once again filled with aloha, and continued her march.
“Did you see that gaze of death the Governor gave me?” I asked Chris.
Chris laughed and said, “Hell yeah, that was awesome.”
“That was the highlight of my day,” I replied.
It is Lingle’s duty to kiss my ass: I voted for her. But, She gorilla’d that shit, and now I like her a little more…fuck yeah: America!
Thousands of spectators lined North Kainalu Drive, in Kailua, to watch the parade. Many relaxed, with their families, on lawn chairs, under beach canopies. The overcast shaded everyone from the summer sun and, except for the mild humidity, the weather was comfortable. Some, who live on the street, threw parties…mother-fuckers were loaded at 10 in the morning…fuck yeah: Hawaii!…and blared music. The crowd, alone, was festive enough to make it an event worth attending.
Others that marched, in the Krap-town parade, with Lingle, was the Marine Corps, Mufi and company, other politicians, Hardware Hawaii, the Kaleheo football team and cheer leaders, some beauty pageant winners, Kailua High cheer leaders, some pirates, Darth Vader and some storm-troopers, some marching bands, and a plethora of others….
As much as Krap-town sucks, I must say that the July 4th parade is cool as shit. It’s the only day of the year that the town gets together, and has a good time…and shit, I’m all about a good time…fuck yeah: Krap-town!
Anywho, don’t blow your fingers off, bitches. Doobie needs all the hand-jobs he can get.
Peace,
--Doobdependenceday
