The Hawaiian Predicament (part 8 of 30)
“So…you want me to…what exactly?” asked Johnny Tsunami, feeling a little more disgusted with the boy in front of him.
“I want you to fix this problem! I am sick of it! My body can’t take this pain! I tell you, for every bite I eat I spend an hour on the Juan!”
“Ok…” began Johnny Tsunami, “let’s go get something like the opposite of a laxative at the super market … like Imodium or Kaopectate…”
“No!” Paco yelled, “I’ve tried…believe me I’ve tried everything they offer…but it doesn’t help…nothing does!”
“So then what can I do for you?”
“Well there is one thing…” Paco whined, “I read about a new product from Hawaii – a coconut blend. A thick creamy mixture – it’s supposed to work wonders. People are hailing that their bowels have never looked so good.”
“So because I am Hawaiian you think I can get this for you? I don’t know whether to walk away in disgust or slap your face you prejudice, inconsiderate a-hole!” Johnny Tsunami screamed, boiling mad. His hatred for Louis was definitely coming out on Paco.
“No…that’s not it at all. I love your people.” Paco stated. “I love shaved ice and ham on pizzas. But didn’t you hear, as of last night drastic changes are occurring in the way the Continental United States is treating Hawaii.”
“Whaaaa!!” Johnny Tsunami screamed, he seemed flabbergasted.