Last night, the girl and I are watching a really cool movie called "Camp Hollywood" about the legendary Highland Hills motel at the foot of Hollywood Hills, and all the faded glory stars who live there.
Anyway, my girl looks out at the house next door, and there's a racoon looking right into our tv room. Little Cocksucker! Been tearing up our garbage for a few days now.
Of course, the wine was flowing and as a joke, I leaped up and put my head out the window and yelled at the racoon:
"You little n i g g e r. I'm gonnna rip your head off."
Then my girl, in that cool way she does, just quietly said:
"Um, did you forget that our neighbor is black."
Damn, I may have to move.
He's the sweetest guy, but he's a very large black man.
