Drive-by

Not once but twice in a matter of days I was called faggot from a man in a moving vehicle. The first time was in Brooklyn where a man yelled to me "get out the way faggot". Now, I clearly had the light as well as the right of way so I quickly flipped him the bird. That showed him. The second time, Matt, his brother Zeb, and I were donning these boy scout-esque uniforms and skating about in the parking lot of Newby Neon  in Mount Sinai, NY when somebody simply drove by and yelled "FAAAGGGOOOTTT!!!". Coincidence? I think not. I think it was the same man. Which leads me to believe I'm being followed or it is somebody I know.

New sketches in the works, see related post below, and prepare your offerings and smiles.