|I Am John's Stomach Pains.|
On The Precipice of Mediocrity, Teetering
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
PC at TCBY Hung out with my neighbors this weekend, playing some Bones, watching Nascar, destroying a keg of beer between 5 people, and basically just being a lazy bum. Still there were some funny highlights, one of my favorite being the following exchange while three of us (Age, Rum, & me) were at TCBY on Sunday night trying to decide which kinda of ice cream we wanted, and being fairly lit at the time:
Age (to the cashier and some customers eating at a nearby table): "So, if you had to guess, which of these guys do you think I grew up with?"
Customer sitting with family: "The one in the middle."
Age: "You mean the black guy?"
Cashier looks like she's about to pee herself.
Holz busts up laughing
Customer, clearly flabbergasted: "Oh, well, I, well, I'm very P.C."
Age: "Oh, then you mean the non-white guy."
Too funny. posted by Holz | 10:24 AM | Rant & Rave, Bitches! (1)
It'd be even funnier if none of you were black.
"Let a man get away with fuckin' you once, you stay bent over so's he can fuck you again whenever he damn well pleases. An' if one man can do it? Another will too. An' another, an' another still. So's being fucked, that's yer life. 'Til who you were, you ain't. 'Cause all you are is an asshole."|
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