That was furthest from his mind. He was just looking for a dear, dear friend of his.
Hmmm. . .well, I suppose my comment was a bit of whistling in the dark. I’d probably ignore him again (“Go away or we will taunt you a second time!”), but it really depends (as in any situation) on how aggressive someone is or how threatened one feels. On reflection, I now suspect the guy is probably unstable, and therefore not completely in control of his actions.
“. . .drunk injun. . .”? Really?
I wouldn’t worry about it. We get crazy bums all over the place since it’s not illegal to be homeless here. I had one come up to the car while I was pulling out of a drive thru at Burger King asking me for a dollar. I told him to fuck off and he started screeching at me while I pulled away, saying he got my plate number and all that. It was amusing. I’ve also had a hooker… I mean woman just walk up to me and ask me if I could give her $2. I glared and said no, and she walked off like I spat on her shoes.
We take that as a badge of honor. 
Yeah, you’ll laugh when you get a $200 fine for failing to pay the drive-thru vagrant tax.
Did you yell, “Run, Florist, run!”?!
Cuz even tho he was on a bike, you just don’t get enough opportunities (that appropos) to use that line.
Heh, another UAF-er here that went in the late 80s, fairly coincident with akwally and Lemur866. Remember the drunk students that went down the highway in a canoe?
Anyway, the transients didn’t seem so bad in Fbks but I didn’t get out much in town. In Anchorage however, Second Ave was the place (not) to be. Didn’t ever get a racial slur from Natives at all. I kinda liked Natives ok.
Santa Barbara, CA now, yeepers. IIRC the city had a no-lock-up policy for mentally disturbed people.
“Fuck you, white boy”
Hope you don’t mind, but I’m gonna use that phrase today. Just wait’ll I see my gf tonight!
Your girlfriend is a white boy?
My sucky week just brightened a little. Well, a lot. Thanks.
And the rest of the state would like to pee in your bicylcle boots.
Well, as we all know, white boys are so groovy. Indeed, white boys are so tough. In fact, every time that they’re near me, I just can’t get enough.
Nope. It confused her as well. She worked a long day, returned home exhausted, and the first thing she heard when she walked in was, “FUCK YOU, white boy!!”.
I eventually esplained.