Police Dojo

I am at Starbucks in Fridley and there is this attractive man with blonde hair in my vicinity.  Hey dude, how are you?  I noticed that you just went by and you stopped by me and turned my way and then went along.  I will take that as a hello.  You have a good day.  I feel law enforcement, Fridley, coming thru, and dojo chief as well.  I judge it as Fridley police dojo chief in Tae Quan Do.  I hope you enjoyed your coffee today and the joking imagery I sent you about cell phone calls in dojo.  I guess I just picked up on your pet peeve.  Get a wand from the airport and scan for cells before dojo circumstances begin.  Have the person turn it off on their own.  Put all of the cell phones in a basket that was woven in an underwater basket weaving class at the nearest YMCA.  It will ward of  Pagan activity in dojo as well.  If their phone rings during practice, have the whole dojo jump that individual no matter the age, and who and what sex he/ she is.  Put a huge sign in black and white behind you that says, "No cell phones in the dojo."  Minneapolis Police did get into my dojo, but they were not in our black belt society.  It was kind of the beginning of the end because they were so lazy and had their mouths a little too open about their personal discrimination remarks.  My master focused on dojo, and it just made a foreign language he had to study and boundary.  He hated that because it had no place, either way, in a dojo... It is now over an hour later than when I wrote that entry and that dojo master (a master of masters) sent in his number two, called his chief.  They are similar in size, coloring, and had the same blonde hair and crew cut.  You all cannot trick my master because he has a gift to know anyone's social security number, even if the person does not know it yet.  An amazing insight and gift of prophecy.