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There was this wigger with cerebral palsy whose parents were loaded and he'd come out every once in a while and bring booze and bags of weed. He'd get obliterated chugging straight liquor, fall down, split his head open and laugh like a fucking loon. We'd eventually have to call his mom to come pick him up from the party but she was always just happy that we were taking care of him. He claimed he didn't feel any pain and it sure seemed that way - he'd talk guys into shit-kicking him and just laugh away while they did it. Eventually the boys would get tuckered out and give up and he'd stumble up and light another joint. It was funny watching him interact with people who hadn't met him before because they'd talk really loud and slow to him until he'd finally say "I'm a cwippuh, not fucking wetawded!" and everyone would howl. Good guy, couldn't tell you his name though.