Pipcuck that cule-sissy girl.

Last time I visited my family down south I was in the truck with my sister and brother in law and a ridiculously horrible looking charger pulled up next to us. It was labeled “URBAN GORILLA” so I pointed and read it aloud.

For reference, my brother in law is black (but he's a person that makes racist jokes to make people feel uncomfortable for fun)

He whipped his head around so quickly and asked if I made that up on the spot.

Fun story time associated with that trip:

My sister and I were going by one of the hoitier toitier liquor stores in Houston to grab some beers (we were boiling some crabs for dinner). Her husband showed her a photo of Olde English and asked if she would ask if they had it - and said he wanted to connect with his roots.

She didn't get the joke. I asked her not to ask about it because it was gas station booze.

She asked the one black employee out of multiple yts in the entire store if they carried Olde English. The lady said no and rolled her eyes and walked off. I had to explain the joke and she was insanely embarrassed.

Came back to the truck and told her husband and he cried laughing.

The lesson: learning slurs and stereotypes is beneficial