900 Pound Gorilla In The Room by DigitalDisciple

So there I was...
Confronted by the 900 pound gorilla in the room.
And it handed me a citation,
telling me I was a racist red neck from a bygone era.
I smiled and took the citation from it ugly hairy hands.
I proceeded then to tear it into tiny little pieces,
and crumpled it into a boulder of origami chaos.
The gorilla grinned and said I sinned
and that the days of my life had come to an end.
And after that I tipped my hat,
swung the bat and it's face went splat.
The end.