Keith Hoards Petrol for Posterity (Part 2) – Mad Chaos: January 28, 1999

Daffa in a New Hat

Parking at Caltex in Campbelltown we noticed three girls standing there and then we noticed that they were with Rory. Jumping out of the car Ralf said hello to Rory and as he came up to me to say hello I also gave him a fair greeting. Spotting some young looking that looked like Daffa with a new hat and new football style clothing on him I diverted my attention to him. “Excuse me buddy” I said to him, “Do you know a guy called Daffa or are you in any way related to him.”

This guy looked at me and informed me after asking me what I had said that he was his cousin and then seconds later he uttered “I am Daffa.” Looking at him once again closer I said “No way” and then walking between the cars for a closer look I found it to be him. With Daffa wearing a hat to cover his balding 30 year old head and wearing all new clothes he kind of resembled a young guy. But then again, Daffa only done that so he could get onto the three ladies he was with for the night, they weren’t even over the age of 16.

One of the girls was Nerissa and that’s the 14 year old girl (That looked around 18) who had large breasts, a cheerleader face and went with Keith, Shawn, Simon and the rest of them to the City that night I didn’t go. There was another girl one year older who was Nerissa’s sister and she had blonde hair and looked good but was second to Nerissa. Then there was the third girl with curly hair and she reminded me of dorky Tessa because she didn’t have much intelligence just like her.

Ralf Teases Them

Ralf bought himself something to eat and as he did we all sat around the girls who stood next to each other and talked with the lot of them. Daffa and Rory were being their usual fake ass nigga selves. Later in the conversation we found out that the three girls were headed to Rory’s house to sleep for the night and knowing exactly what was going to happen by Daffa’s constant grin Ralf started making jokes about it.

Rory said they were going to watch movies and Ralf responded with “Oh yeah, I know what kind of movies you are going to watch.” As they all had a little laugh Ralf bent over and started showing them what kind of movie he meant and you could see that there was a strain for Daffa and Rory to try and keep the grin on their face.

They were embarrassed and so were the girls and they didn’t say that they were going there to have sex but what else would they be doing with the biggest sleaze bags in Campbelltown. Nerissa would be a good lay and if they were successful to have sex with all three of them how much of a bonus would it have been to have sex with Nerissa and then her sister, or both at the same time.

Rumours at Pizza Hut

After Ralf made them embarrassed and shitted on them in his unknowing way Daffa suggested that it was time to head off. With that we gave Keith a call and finding he was near to Campbelltown we told him to meet us at the back of Pizza Hut. Oh yeah, before I leave this paragraph let me note that Daffa had a big black eye and that’s probably what threw me off in the first place.

Daffa didn’t want to reveal who took him down but I wish I had been there. Another thing is that Shawn never shakes his hand and this was the first time ever that he decided to shake his hand. He didn’t want to and he detested what he had done but he done it because everyone else did. Also, while talking to Rory he informed us how Aubree is now pregnant and ready to bear a child.

On top of that, Rory had seen Carey a couple of months ago. She had herself twins but lost them both at birth and the aftermath of her pregnancy was her size. Rory couldn’t believe it when he had seen her but he informed us she was fat and just straight down, no lines or curves, just straight down fatness. Carey also lives in Penrith, not that it matters.

Keith the Matter Hoarder

Meeting up with Keith and Binh at the back of Pizza Hut they ended up taking a couple of minutes. Now we didn’t spend much time there but most of us jumped out of the cars and had a chat. It was my turn to pick on Keith as I realized he was a blessing to the elements. Keith told me a couple of days ago about the E=MC2 rule and how a piece of matter will always change into something else where it will never disappear but just change form. This goes in conjunction with my explanation of matter a month or two ago, you know, superficial matter and the rest of it.

In respect, Keith is favorable with the E=MC2 rule and is very much against recycling matter. To give some examples, Keith never drives on weekends and his car is basically one step away from being garaged on weekends. All the petrol Keith saves will be petrol saved for our next generation so degradation of matter into other forms will be postponed by Keith.

Thus, the petrol will never get burnt up and reused in other ways by existence. Then there’s the material existence of his phone calls where they aren’t solid materials (But in my philosophy those sound waves created would have been superficial material) but still, Keith is reserving them wisely. He has a mobile phone but is very cost effective with it which leads me to my next point.

When it comes to money Keith is the smart one but if E=MC2 is the domineering rule in the world then Keith would be the most hated man on this planet. He loves to salvage what he can. Keith is like the little kitten who eats half of her food when given to her because she fears that it’s the last meal of her life. I had a cat like that once but she soon realized that food was abundant and kept on coming.

News About Mikaere

Some other stuff we talked about but probably at another time was how Mikaere is now a stripper. Actually, Ralf told me that when we were still at my house. To elaborate, Mikaere has been a striper for a fair while now. He’s been doing it on the weekends and he’s been trying to keep a tight lip about the whole thing but since he’s lost his day job he’s been trying to make himself publicly known for publicity.

You could see that one coming though and I guess that time that I took a photo of Mikaere with his shirt off at Bradbury Pub would have been around the time he was stripping. Jett also knew but he wasn’t the one to inform me that Mikaere was stripping.

Home Late, Up Early

The time was around 1:30 a.m. when I arrived back home and as I was dropped off last by Ralf we made plans for Tuesday. Those plans were for the both of us to head down to Cronulla beach if it was a fine day. The time set was 10:30 a.m. and I was worried that I wouldn’t get to wake up that early but I agreed to that.

Now, for the rest of the night I typed until it was almost 6:00 a.m. and that’s when I decided to get some shut eye. Considering that I had to get up in a couple of hours that was a bit pathetic but considering I had plenty to type and a mental block, it was understandable.

Now straight on and to move to Tuesday, let me now speak of the full day that was ahead. Now I can’t recall too much of the morning but I do remember Ralf giving me a call around 11:00 a.m. Having slept on the floor again I didn’t find it too hard to get to the phone, or did I sleep on the waterbed.

Anyway, Ralf told me that he was with Keith and they were at MLC Car Radios getting Keith’s system fixed. Ralf told me that they would be about half an hour before they came to my house to pick me up so instead of getting back to sleep I woke myself up.

Waiting on the Stairs

For the next half an hour I had my shower and something to eat but as I kept waiting and waiting no one came. Ralf gave me a call a little later and told me that he was on his way to my house. When he finally arrived with me patiently waiting at the stairs the time was 1:00 p.m. On top of that Keith wasn’t even in the car.

“Where’s Keith,” I inquired as Ralf responded “He’s decided to stay home to fix his car system.” That pissed me off a little because Keith was planning to come with us to the beach and then when everything was done for him he backed out and wasted two hours of our time. Regardless of that we started up the car and were on our way.

Music on the Road to Cronulla

Bringing along my ‘Art Of War’ CD by ‘Bone Thugs n Harmony’ we chucked it in and listened to some of that for part of the trip. The music kept changing depending on our moods and on the way to Cronulla I changed from quiet and bothered to someone that kept dancing around in the car, howling at people we passed and screaming sarcasm at Ralf. The sun was out and my day was shaping up to be something more than the usual sit at home.

Actually, now that I come to think of it while typing here it’s been so long since I have had a day to myself where I can just sit home and get bored that I’ve forgotten what it was like. Today was almost one of them days but I was never bored and I did go to the Gym. Nearing Cronulla I read on a digital sign that there was supposed to be free opera on Cronulla beach but once we arrived we couldn’t find it. The sign also noted that parking would be extremely hard to find, it wasn’t wrong at all.