"Who's a good Jew?! Who's a good Jew?!" Stephan screams into the PS3 microphone, not caring about others who are trying to sleep in the house, so long as he owned whatever "black nigger" was messing with him today in the land of GTA 5.
The boy on the other end, with frustration seeming to pulse through the headset and into Stephan's, lowers his voice to a low growl. "Who are you? Where do you live? I'm going to come to your house, rape your mother in the ass, kill everyone in your family, and slowly but surely drain your body of every god forsaken drop of life left in your weak, dumbass little soul"
Stephan, being the ignorant little ten year old that he is, obliged and gave the mysterious, angry man his address. However, he did not think much of it, being that he was cussed out and fought with on a daily basis (as is the life of a gamer).
Weeks went by, and Stephan had long forgotten about the angry boy and his threat. It was now, in early September, that school had began and life was on a daily schedule again. Or so he believed.
On one warm, musty evening, Stephan and his neighbor and friend Sami were outside riding bikes, and enjoying life as usual; until a large white van pulls up. Now Sami, being brought up to know he shouldn't be around wherever white vans are involved, tries to run home. The van pulls forward, striking Sami down. Stephan yells at the van "You black nigger! I'll pull my shotgun on you!"
Slowly, a short, Jewish looking boy climbs out of the front seat.
"So you're the little bitch that likes to fuck with me?", the boy says.
Stephan was confused, but assumed that whatever was coming was coming fast and hard.
