So I took my 12 year old to the Supercross Saturday night. I. . . er I mean, HE really gets into motocross. Yeah.
It was a great race although that cheater Chad Reed caused the unstoppable awesome Ricky Carmichael to dump his bike allowing Reed to take first place and (in spite of his tumble) Ricky to take second.
We also got to witness my all time favorite Jeremy McGrath take his very last lap as he goes into retirement. Brought a tear to my eye.
It was a great night until the walk back to the car.
Walking just ahead of us I hear a loud telephone conversation between a fucking mullet sportin’ racist toilet smooching prick and some Neanderthal on the other end. It went something like this -
“AH DUDE! It was FUCKING awesome! You missed OOOOUUUUT!!!”
Then he pauses to listen to what I assume was a question of who won the 250 main event.
“SHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE-IT, Reed took it but only because Ricky dumped it.”
Then he pauses again to listen to what I assume was a question of who won the 125 main event. The winner of the event was Bubba Stewart, who is African American and KICKS ASS. He is top in his class.
“Oh, the goddamn nigger won.”
Listening to other end . . . .
“Ha ha, yeah I agree. Someone needs to lynch his Toby black ass. Black boys don’t belong in motocross.”
WHAT.
THE.
FUCK!?!?!
Obviously walking and puking words into his phone was too much for his one celled brain to manage so he stopped right in front of us causing me to nearly walk up his skanky ass crack.
I am sure he was too busy spewing his racist diarrhea to have felt me climb up his butt or hear me say “Disgusting asshole.”
My 12 year old then said, “Yeah, Bubba is more man than you will ever be”.
He was still too caught up in his hate to have heard.
I wish I had been carrying my umbrella with the hooked end when I collided with his ass.
Stupid slack-jawed fuck.