Fight in the Barrio 2

The Big Papa lifted up his leg

to show the court the bruises he

got from fighting with los chiles.

The cops asked him if he wanted

to press charges and he said he did.

 

“Simon, hell yea I want to press

charges, That, crazy Jalapeno jumped

me for no reason. All I was doing was

admiring his rucca, and then his loco

cousins, the habaneros jumped me,

Ese!

 

The very next day, the chiles were

brought into court before Judge Cebolla,

who was busy cleaning his glasses so

that he could get a good look at the

ruccas, err, I mean the criminals.

 

He knew that the chiles were well

known trouble makers in the barrio,

and he wasn’t about to let any locos

off the hook, especially hot headed

ones. When  all of a sudden, guess

who came strutting into court?

She came in like she was the

Queen of barrio, wearing high heels,

and with a red killer, super tight skirt!

 

The Jalapeno smiled as he knew his

rucca had come back to him. Even the

Judges glasses almost fell off, as he

watched her slowly and seductively

walk towards him. He looked just like

a mouse hypnotized by a snake as she

whispered in his ear.

 

“Your honor, my man is really a nice

guy, and he was just defending my

honor. Now, you wouldn’t want to

punish an Innocent man, would you?”

She cooed, winked, smiled, and

stroked the judges hand gently, with

her beautiful painted fingernails.

 

The Judge was now sweating up a storm

and he made his decision. “Well, “ said the

Judge, “I declare and hereby find Mr.

 Jalapeno innocent! And this court is

now, dismissed!”

 

The big papa, who was on crutches gasped!

“This can’t be, is there no justice in the

world?” As the habaneros, smirked and

high-fived each other, in the back of the

courtroom.

 

Outside, the court the Jalapeno asked his

novia why she had come back to him.

“Well, that dammed mango thought he was

way too hot, and as soon as we got to Mexico,

he met and took off with a red headed Papaya.”

So, I decided to come back to my better than

nothing!” Said, the Jalapenos novia, with a sly

little smile.

 

The Jalapeno replied, “Say, what? Get real,

woman, you know that I’m the one who really

loves you! Who else, buys you two for a dollar

tacos, and takes you out cruising in the vegetable

trucks, on weekends?”

 

“I guess you’re right, but you have to stop

being so jealous,” said the Jalapenos novia.

“I mean, what if that fight had been with a

Sandia, Then, your ass would have been

history, fool! And you would be sitting in a

can of salsa somewhere waiting for some

hungry loco, ready to eat you!”

 

So, with that, the Jalapenos embraced and

kissed, then they went off in search of a nice

quiet spot by the river, where they could make

up for lost time, and maybe make some baby

Jalapenos!

 

P.S. As for the frijoles? They were all given

community service, and were sent to work in

the jail kitchen, washing dishes!

 

Moral of the story: Never underestimate

the power of a beautiful woman! Especially,

if she’s hot!

 

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