I hate you, and you’re what…fifty? Damn, bro. I have reasons for hating you, and the only reason you hate me is my race.Dude.GROW UP. I’m about to get mad immature, but that’s okay. Maybe you’ll be able to comprehend.I swear, I’m going to bitch slap you with words next time I come to your sons house. You’re a dick, Mister. You’re more than a dick. You’re a hairy chode.I wish...