Why do I dislike that I was called this?
Because, I'm really not.
What I don't like is how much more racist, resentful-racist hunters, like the gentlemen this evening are.
I'm actually extremely upset about this.
To be called a racist by my friends is usually a joke that I'm a little uncomfortable with, but then for this fellow, who I don't know, seriously accuses me of being a racist, was the first time in a while that I wanted to just attack someone with my fists.
It's a long, and ridiculous story of a fiery faggot getting pissed when we can't make him a sandwich because we ran out of bread. A sandwich.
All this fuck made me hate more than racism, was him and his racism.
Dear racist man at Jimmy John's:
What?
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