POT CALLING THE KETTLE BLACK

Before I begin my little (and lame) anecdote, I just want to point out that in this day and age the saying used above isn't really all that appropriate, neither kettles nor pots are black anymore. Usually.

WHERE: Walking home
WHO: Me and two guys
WHEN: Tonight, 11.45pm

I walk past the two guys who are walking with arms around each other on the other side of the street. They yell out to me; 'FAGGOT!'.

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