Dear Racist Customer
You poor thing, you. You only came here to
get some food for your empty stomach and pay
with your own money that you worked so hard
for and, oh my, someone put a hand on you.
Oh dear, you were only being yourself, huh?
Expressing your own opinions, minding your own
business and whatnot. It's okay, I have that same
dilemma. I can't be myself either. I can't seem to roam freely
on the American lands without being threatened,
insulted, discriminated and disrespected by ignorant
people like you because I am a proud Hispanic.
Don't you think you're crossing the line just a
tad bit by being racist? Yeah, I said it. You're
being racist. You're probably gonna go tell your friends, huh.
"Hey man, don't go to that burger joint because I
almost got beat up!" They'll ask you, "Why did
you almost get beat up, man?". . .
Well go on, tell them, "Because I was being a racist
dirtbag." say it! "I am a racist dirtbag!"
Don't ever discriminate someone because the
color of their skin is different from yours.
All they're trying to do is live up to your
demands and making sure your order is right;
just the way you liike it. Take your food,
walk out and don't come back with that attitude.
Oh and, sweetheart, don't let the door hit you
where the good Lord split you.