While visiting family in Birmingham, I got a taste for some mashed potatoes. I wanted some mashed potatoes so bad! So, I started walking to the mall to get some.

I made a wrong turn and wound up on the highway. I'm walking on the highway when—whoomp—I feel something land on my chest. I look down, and it's a big glob of mashed potatoes.

A car full of white men sped past me shouting, “get off of the highway... nigger!”