Reality's Fringe
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I was dropping off some biographies that I had used for a midterm essay and had my mp3 player set to "random sweetness". I pulled up to a stoplight bumping "Blue Train" when, in the rusty pickup next to me, this skinny, greasy, pock-marked white guy in a dirty t-shirt yelled "Nigger-lover!" as the light turned green. I only had time to get out a " you, redneck!" before he was out of earshot instead of the long rant I wanted to go into. I just thought I'd post because it's never happened to me before, and the last artist I'd expect them to equate racial shortcomings to would be a great jazz artist. I hate white trash.