What the —- did that kid just call me a homo? That kid’s like 7 years old! I can’t just let someone call me a homo, even if he’s only 7. I mean, I don’t care what that kid thinks of me. I’m way better than him anyway. I’ve got a job. He’s only in the second grade or whatever! Y’know what? I’m over-reacting. I’m an adult. I’ll just pretend like nothing happened…..SHIT. The f*&king kid is calling me a homo again! Okay, okay, just think for a second. I gotta stick up for myself. Oh, I know! I got it! I’ll call the kid a retard. Yeah. That’s good. I’ll say something about how he needs to get back to his Special Ed class. Oh, that’ll totally get him! I bet he’ll start crying! Wait a minute, what if he’s actually in Special Ed? That won’t look good at all. Maybe I can come up with a really clever joke, where I make fun of him without being too mean. Like, slightly less than “calling him retarded” mean. Ah, screw it. I guess I’ll just flip this kid off and be on my way. Wait, wait. Why is he going over to the teacher? Oh, shit. He’s pointing at me. I should just pretend like I didn’t do anything, and just keep walking. That’s weird. The teacher is waving. Who’s she waving at? Somebody across the —- WHAT?!!
A freakin’ cop?! You’ve got to be kidding me. Since when can you not make lewd gestures to seven year old kids without getting in trouble for it?! This is total bullshit. Oh, and what’s the cop holding? Huh. A wanted poster for a local pedophile. Oh, yeah, and of COURSE it looks exactly like me. Dammit. Why are there so many schools everywhere?!! WHY?!!!!