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So here’s the story of how I made fun of a mentally handicapped kid. I woke up this morning and noticed a missed call from a number I did not recognize. The missed call was from around 1:30AM. Those of you who know me know that I am practicing for hitting up the Country Kitchen at 5AM by the time I’m a 60 year old man, so I normally go to bed around 9-10PM and get up relatively early. So I listen to the voicemail, and this is what I hear: Dog the Bounty Hunter.

So I figure I’ll turn the tables on my new prank-calling little friend. I call him back, using my best “New Yawk” accent, and start ripping in to him. I start by telling him that he really needs a haircut, because the real Dog the Bounty Hunter looks like someone threw an 80′s hair metal band in to a blender, shit in said blender, then poured it out on Dog’s head (proof). I don’t remember what else I said, but he started spouting off profanity that no kid should know, stuff about fellatio and threatening to kill me and such. I was honestly having a hard time understanding him, so I asked him if he had something in his mouth… and oh boy did he lose it. He started telling me he was going to find out where I lived and all that. I told him that I was recording this call and was going to turn it over to the cops (not true, but I bet it made him poop himself) and to never call me again, and hung up. However, it dawned on me after I hung up that he sounded a bit on the slow side, and I felt kind of bad for making the comment about not being able to understand him. I mean, I really *did* have a problem understanding him. While I would never go out of my way to mock someone with special needs, when you prank call me all bets are off.

So yeah, I’m a horrible human being that ended up making fun of a special needs kid. Commence the flaming.