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... and save the neighborhood from having to deal with a racist asshat.
I'm pulling into the parking lot and see some asshat is in my parking space, oh well, there is guest parking open not far away I can use, I'm not happy, but I'm not going to be home long anyway. While I'm walking towards the building I see this guy walking from a unit that is for sale and overhear him talking on his cell phone
"The price is good and the unit is nice, but we'd be living next to this lady who married a black man... I know, can you believe someone would subject children to being mixed race, it disgusts me... that's not all, I hear Mexican music playing right now, we'll have to deal with wetbacks and loud parties all the time (in fairness, they do throw some loud parties, but getting that just out of being able to hear some Mexican music)... yeah, and there were a bunch of chinks with rice burners down the street... I don't know how people can live like this, having to be surrounded by all this filth..."
At this point I see he is walking towards the car parked in my spot (which btw, is a covered spot with a clearly marked space number, and this guy was definitely old enough to know that means it's an assigned space, and he's just a douchebag).
So, I just walk up to him "don't forget to tell whoever you are talking to that you'll be next door to a couple of fags, and would you be so kind as to move your wrinkly ass a little faster and get that piece of shit you call a car out of my parking space?"
Was I right, no, not really, but I'm sure all my neighbors (save the one trying to sell their unit) will be glad to not have that guy living here.
I'm pulling into the parking lot and see some asshat is in my parking space, oh well, there is guest parking open not far away I can use, I'm not happy, but I'm not going to be home long anyway. While I'm walking towards the building I see this guy walking from a unit that is for sale and overhear him talking on his cell phone
"The price is good and the unit is nice, but we'd be living next to this lady who married a black man... I know, can you believe someone would subject children to being mixed race, it disgusts me... that's not all, I hear Mexican music playing right now, we'll have to deal with wetbacks and loud parties all the time (in fairness, they do throw some loud parties, but getting that just out of being able to hear some Mexican music)... yeah, and there were a bunch of chinks with rice burners down the street... I don't know how people can live like this, having to be surrounded by all this filth..."
At this point I see he is walking towards the car parked in my spot (which btw, is a covered spot with a clearly marked space number, and this guy was definitely old enough to know that means it's an assigned space, and he's just a douchebag).
So, I just walk up to him "don't forget to tell whoever you are talking to that you'll be next door to a couple of fags, and would you be so kind as to move your wrinkly ass a little faster and get that piece of shit you call a car out of my parking space?"
Was I right, no, not really, but I'm sure all my neighbors (save the one trying to sell their unit) will be glad to not have that guy living here.
LOVE it!! Might not win ettiquitte awards, but hopefully your neighbors will be spared a lot of bullsh*t.
mixed-race families. It's quite fun seeing all the cultural differences.
) & the West Indian lady who moved in after they emigrated to Australia to live with their daughter continued the tradition with various fun dishes (I think I liked the curried goat the best).
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