It started in the parking lot, he cut me off to get into a parking spot, called me a nigger and went in. (I am white, there is no reason to use that awful language towards me)

So I parked a few spots away, keyed his car down both sides and followed him into the store.

He bought a tampons, Vaseline and a package of skittles.

I left and went back to his car and knocked on the trunk, someone knocked back.

I got that little boy out with my tire iron and Patrick had to eat his skittles alone.