Love/Hate

A mighty FUCK YOU to the slimy Northeast pig that shouted " GO back to your own country" when I was delivering food tonight. I was on Tyson Ave, four lanes, no traffic and I had my blinkers on before you even pull up behind me. You weren't inconvienced in the slightest. What, you've never had to pass anyone before? This IS my country, you ugly skunk. My family has been here for four generations, both my grandfathers fought in the war, and I'm damn sure we speak better English than you do. Why don't YOU get out of MY country, you useless bag of chicken fat? I've got news for you bitch, unless you happen to be alibino native americans both you an the old bag in your passenger seat are immigrants too. Nothing against the transgendered but you look like John Goodman in drag. I had to laugh at the shocked expression on the grizzled piece of leather that passes for your face when I called you a fucking cunt. HaHa! Didn't expect that, huh, you worthless trash-barrel whore? I pray there's a hell so miserable racist scum like you can burn in it. Merry Christmas, bitch.