Move Over Farmar: Ron Artest Loves Filipino Treats

There are times when I want to kick Ron Artest in the face and then there are times I want to cradle him in my arms and bottle-feed him Hennessy at halftime in the back of my Impala. I believe he blew me completely away with his Game 7 post-game interview when he thanked his hood, his psychiatrist, and proceeded to promote his rap single, "Champions" on live television. Precisely the move I would have made had I just won the NBA Finals.

I did a little Wikipedia research on him because I had a feeling it would be highly entertaining and as expected, I was right. Here is an excerpt from the section called "Controversy":

During his rookie season in Chicago, he was criticized for applying for a job at Circuit City in order to get an employee discount.[30][31] He once attended a practice with the Indiana Pacers in a bath robe.[32] He was suspended for two games in the early 2004–05 season by Pacers coach Rick Carlisle after he allegedly asked for a month off because he was tired from promoting an R&B album for the group Allure on his production label.

SIMPLY MAGNIFICENT. It rivals ODB's Wikipedia page for sure and that is no easy task my friends. I honestly didn't think Ron could impress me more until I found the following videos of Ron Artest enjoying a Filipino dessert called Halo-Halo.



Apparently he has a Filipino son, which means there is a 98% chance that I could be related to his son or anyone else in this video for that matter. Thus, RON ARTEST AND I ARE OFFICIALLY (PROBABLY) COUSINS!



This one is my absolute favorite. He is indiscriminately getting down on a cup of Halo-Halo, surrounded by teenagers, and is playing Monopoly. Mind you, Halo-Halo is not a normal dessert--it's shaved ice, beans, corn, jackfruit, assorted jelly crap, condensed milk and ice cream. To be honest, I can barely stomach all that shit (I am not proud of that) and I am Filipino. So, hats off to you Ron Artest for being such a strong advocate of Filipino treats.


Ron Ron shaking hands with our national treasure, Manny Pacquiao. I feel like supersonic shockwaves were exchanged during this handshake.

Looks like Jordan Farmar's got a lot of catching up to do to get back on my good side.

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