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When I was in high school. I was sitting out during a gym class when a kid whom I didn't know very well sat down next to me on the bench. I glanced over at him and noticed that he had a few kids books with him. Here is the conversation that transpired:
Me: Hey, who's books are those?
Him: They are my brothers.
Me: Ah, I have a little brother too... he is 5. How old is yours?
Him: 21
Me: Uh, what is he... retarded? (in a completely wise ass voice)
Him: Yes, he is.
Me: Oh
I felt like a total ass and got out of there as quickly as I could.
Thoughts of this conversation still make me cringe.
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