There are plenty of ways to express frustration with someone without embracing bigoted stereotypes.
I guess. But there was a time when "slurs" were good-natured and funny. My ex, an Hispanic, and I, an Irish lass, called each other Mick and Spic affectionately with a sense of celebration of our differences.
I will have to take your word for it. I mistakenly set up my VCR timer for 7:00 PM.