I made a beaner kid cry the other day.
A friend and I met at a Mexican restaurant and we sat on the back patio.
About 30 minutes after we got there, we were chatting and drinking margaritas when this little beaner kid came up and asked where his mother was.
I told him that she said she hated him and left, hoping he'll never make it home again. Then I just turned to my friend and continued our conversation.
He started crying and ran away. My friend said "That's so mean!" and then we both started laughing hysterically.
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