Southerners never fail to amuse me

So I'm riding my bike home at about 1:15am-ish from hanging out with friends when AGAIN I am harassed.  I've said it before... I know how dorky I look with my bright-ass yellow safety shirt and bike helmet.  Unlike last time with the teenagers spouting acrid hate speech, though, this was freaking hilarious.  Some drunk redneck was hanging out of the passenger window of his buddy's duelly pick-em-up truck (with upright stacks instead of normal tail pipes) shouting at me with this cartoony twang: "Hay!  Hay you!  Y'know yer a fuckin queer?  Yeah, y'are!  Yer a fuckin queer!  Better hurry up on that bike'a yers!"  
I about died laughing.