Quote Originally Posted by Vayda
My roommate and I were cruising around through downtown atlanta once, he was a leeeeeetle bit toasted (he wasn't driving, he was in the backseat) and my fiance had recently bought one of those clicker-counters. My roomie found it in the back seat and started counting black people on it. He would count them out the window, then look at the clicker and watch it tick up while he clicked it. After a while we got stuck in traffic, and he started hanging out the window yelling "YOU'RE NUMBER TWENTY-SEVEN!" to people, stuff like that.

We're so lucky we didn't get shot. He pissed off or confused every black person we saw.

awesome.