STEREOTYPE A: i see a small boyscout in a wheelchair. naturally i assume his persona to be wheaty-wholesome, on accounta wheelchaired boyscouts are always helpful to "the community". for this reason they are often illustrated in foreign language textbooks, depicting how good citizens vote for their local representatives and pick up the trash in the middle of the highway. the caption on these pictures all read "Petey no puede caminar. Qué moron." (also, children with hooks for hands are probably depicted in this textbook along with the other kids hanging out at the grocery store. their conversation consists of "janice is nice. she has a tomato. tomatoes are red." this is repeated within the ROWDY GANG OF RAG-TAG MISFITS, except replacing 'tomato' with 'corn' and so on, until the translation becomes awkward: "janice is dealt of nicely. she has a corn. corns are the measurement of the color red." these children are also blind, noting that corn is not RED. unless they make hines EZ squirt corn in festive colors in case you want to draw astronauts on your sheperd's pie.)STEREOTYPE B: this boy, filled with a BENEVOLENCE that is not unlike "mother theresa" rolls over my foot before politely exusing himself, such as, "exCUSE you" (this would be in italics) and positions himself in front of me in line. this makes me ANGRY ANGRY and in kindergarten i punched erika gonzales in the back because of it.
LATER...using powerful methods of concentration, i notice he smiles warmly at me in the parking lot. this confuses me further, as mother theresa does not actively participate in murder and then shout "SHALOM!" at the lifeless corpse. this is when i say something about how i am comparing cutting in line to MURDER and we all have a good laugh with our champagne-glasses raised. 
it is scary when the cat's claws click on the tiles
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