The black girl jumped on her, ripped a door knocker out of her ear and pummeled her face.A circle of people stood around watched...nobodody felt the need to intervene. To be honest, most people were pretty fucking amused.
The male wiggers were tolerated because they all "sold" weed (meaning they sold it for what they paid for it because they wanted to look like they were drug dealers, but had no real connections.) So it was always handy to have a wigger around or know where one was in case somebody ran out.
They were still a joke though. The best were the new wiggers who came back to school after a summer with their hat crooked and one pant leg rolled up. In June they were wearing flannel shirts and listening to Pearl Jam. In September, over-sized Karl Kani t-shirts listening to Tupac. Word.