That’s the line, that’s what I’ve been taught all my life. I guess you’re supposed to just brush it off and be grateful they aren’t stoning you, right?
How about when you are called a cracker?
How about being called mayonnaise face?
How about skinny feminist shitlord? Someone googled this and found my blog. Good times.
Here’s a good one:
Violent White Supremacist
Being called a violent white supremacist was the highlight of my week. The. F*cking. Highlight.
Sticks and stones will break my bones but names will NEVER hurt me.
Mayo face says haaaaaaay!