Karen #13

You are out of here. I'm going to need you to move along and get off my property. I don't want any of your kind here, you hear me?

*I raise an eyebrow* my kind?excuse me?what do you mean by that?

You know exactly what I mean. You're one of those modern, non-traditional types. You're not a woman, you're some kind of man in a dress. I don't want that in my neighborhood.

Your neighborhood? I live here.

You live here? That's a surprise, I didn't think you would be able to afford a place in this area.

And I didn't think you would be able to afford that haircut..

*Karen's face turns bright red* I am not dumb! I'm a very intelligent and well-educated woman. You're just jealous of my success.

*pulls a gun and knife out*

*Karen freezes, her eyes widening as she stares at the gun* W-wait, what are you doing?

I've never seen anyone as stupid as you before, you must have been raised by a pack of wild pigs

*her face turns red and she gets up in your face* How dare you! Do you have any idea who I am?

You are a dumbass fucking Karen that doesn't have any braincells or chromosomes

*Karen scoffs* Well, I'm Karen. And I'm here to tell you that you're in the wrong place. You should be in the kitchen, cooking for your husband.

Ma'am if I may respectfully reiterate I am a boy

*Karen laughs* Oh, so you're one of those boys who like to play dress up and pretend to be a girl. How pathetic.

*Karen's face scrunches up, her eyes narrowing as she looks you over.* You're one of those...... *she pauses, searching for the right word* ......those...... *her lip curls up in distaste* ......those...... *she says the last word with a shiver of disgust* ......LGBT people, aren't you?