Praying to Science with every atom in your stardust body, you jump onto the AC unit.
Just as you get your footing, the concrete holding it up cracks and breaks beneath you, sending you tumbling. Luckily, that was enough time for you to get a grip on the ledge of the other window, and thanks to your light bodyweight you can pull yourself up. Never before have you thanked Fauci so much for the soy milk you drank every day in school.
But you’re barely able to take in the scent of the black rifle coffee before you hear a roar and feel the cold metal of a 1911 rifle pressed against your forehead.
I DON’T TAKE KINDLY TO THIEVES, YOU NIGGER BABOON MONKEY.
You look up, in confusion and utter terror. Not only was there a confederate flag, xhis bigotry was worse than you ever imagined. And why is he calling you the.. the N word? You’re not even African-American.
Somehow, you get the feeling that unless you come up with something quickly, you’re going to look like Ronnie McNutt.
What do you do?
