I'm nervous around large groups of cacs now. Think I'm going to be strapped next time next time I'm in Wal-Mart just in case one of these cac incels run up in their and shoot up the place. Time to get that license to carry
BREH! That shyt makes me feel as nervous as a rich old white bytch in 1980s Harlem.
I had to run my mom up to Walmart over the weekend (i.e.,
after El Paso but BEFORE Dayton) and she couldn't understand why I was damn near shoving her in the car and peeled out after spotting two cac males in an F350 loudly listening to some weird ass, vaguely WS sounding podcast in the parking lot.
She's neither old nor senile and works in mental health meaning she's very much aware of these loony white males and their violent cactivities, yet she
still thinks it's hilarious and "silly" that I'm extremely uncomfortable in largely cac spaces. As if I don't have good reason...