I'm also afraid of shriners. I do not leave the house when they're begging for money outside stores, I speed past the bastards and refuse to roll down the window when they're selling papers on the street, I do not attend parades because I know they'll be there in their little cars. I don't care if they "help kids," I don't like them. When I was younger the dance company I belonged to danced in parades, and they always put us in front of the shriners, they'd try to goof off and drive those fez cars right up on our heels and into our lines.. I've hated them ever since.
