I do NOT hate all Mexicans. I do not even hate you. I am however a little miffed that it is 4AM, you have admitted to the use of illicit substances, and you are being such a baby that I cannot touch your sprained ankle without eliciting a stream of profanity from you, and yet you are now sitting in the back of the very expensive ambulance, receiving care for which you will not pay, on your way to the hospital, to receive services for which you will not pay, and you choose to accuse me of being racist because the splint I put on your ankle is uncomfortable. Should I take a look at your gang tattoos and summon your homeboys to see what a tough guy you really are?
WSS
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