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Monday, July 30, 2012
At this point, I can't name everything that has been yelled. I've had beer bottles tossed (from moving vehicles), but nine times out of ten the phrase that's yelled is faggot. At this point, I can assume that on any night that I work the backshift, I will have "faggot" yelled at me at some point while I walk to work or to McDonalds on my break. Once on every walk. Even tonight, with all the rainbow cheer about the city, standing on the corner of Robie Street and Quinpool Road, what goes whizzing by? "Faaaaggot! Oot oot oot!" Like to see if you have the balls to do that 8 hours earlier in daylight. So fuck you douchebags and fuck your $700 cars and $2 drunk. I'd be proud to be a faggot, especially because it's clearly something that scares the fuck out of all of you. This faggot doesn't need four guys and a metal box to flip you off and call your shit out as you speed away. —Apparently a Shark
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