Larry Johnson's here? Let's find somewhere else to go...

I know that nothing good happens after midnight, but I have lived most of my life after midnight, so when bad shit happens to people after midnight, I understand. Earlier this week, it was reported that Larry Johnson (the running back of the Chiefs, not to be confused with NBA great Larry Johnson) assaulted some girl in a club, and also threatened to kill her boyfriend. This happens to be Larry Johnson's (the club going, philandering, running back of the Chiefs...not to be confused with the club going, philandering, power forward of the Knicks and Hornets) fourth time in the last five years of getting an assault charge. The Chiefs are suspending him, and they should. What shouldn't happen is dumb chickenheads in the club, running their mouth to ANYBODY named Larry Johnson. News flash...women, if there is a pro athlete named Larry Johnson at the club, unless you're going home with them that night, don't say shit to them. You will either end up with (A) a drink spit in your face, (B) kids you don't want, or (C) a black eye. And don't bring your boyfriend to the club when Larry Johnson is there because you'll put him in a situation that he doesn't want to be in.

But that's not it...

Last time I checked assault and battery were charges brought against people who make credible threats, and/or put their hands on another person. After midnight I think spitting a drink in somebodies face is (A) classless and (B) better than punching them/stabbing them. Larry Johnson should be commended for restraining his arms and fists, and not ingesting more alcohol, which would just make him drunker. Also...If some dude says something to you, that's malicious after midnight, you have to say something back along the lines of "I'm gonna kill you". People who are in altercations, and are drunk, only understand a few phrases after midnight.

1. "I think a cop is behind me" or "the cops are here"
2. "Let's get some food"
3. "I'm going to kill you"

That's it...these three phrases have been known to break up parties...and if you don't believe me, go to Church's Chicken at 2 a.m. on the weekend, and you will hear all three phrases said right away. By 2:30, everybody will be gone...go to Waffle House and repeat, it doesn't fail. Finally, next time you go to the club, and you're on the guestlist, give the guy your name, but also figure out if anybody named Larry J. is on that list, before going in.