This one time when I was walking with a friend, a fat guy wearing a wife beater in a truck yelled at my friend and called him porkchop
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lel. That reminds me of a time when I was walking home from school with my guitar (which I didn't have a case or bag for) and some rednecks in a beat up Chevy tried to throw an open bottle of gatorade at me (probably 'cause they were racist). I don't know what I was more mad about. The fact they tried to hit me or the fact they wasted a bottle of gatorade...