“All right, faggot, how you doing? Sorry. I called him a ‘faggot.’ I miss that word. You know? I grew up saying that word, and, I mean, it never meant ‘gay.’ When I was a kid, I didn’t know what gay was. I hadn’t been told that people do that. I had no fucking idea. ‘Faggot’ didn’t mean gay. When I was a kid, you called someone a ‘faggot’ when they were being a faggot. You know? Someone’s just being a faggot. ‘Nyeee.’ ‘Shut up, faggot.’ ‘You’re not supposed to use those for that.’ ‘Shut up, faggot.’ I would never call a gay guy a ‘faggot’ unless he’s being a faggot. Not because he’s gay. Like, if I saw two guys blowing each other, and I don’t know why I’m watching them do it, but if I just stumbled upon a couple of fellows blowing each other on their respective penesia, I would be respectful to them. ‘Hello, gentlemen.’ You know, whatever. But if one of them took the dick out of his mouth and started being all faggy, saying faggy things, like ‘People from Phoenix are Phoenicians’ or something like that. I’d be like, ‘Hey, shut up, faggot. Quit being a faggot and suck that dick.’”