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One time some homeless sheboon came up to me and asked me for money. I said sorry I don't have any cash on me. She then said "I hope your babies die." I was like "um what" and then she shucked away from me.
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Your grandpa got a nigga ribs hurtin' ta-day!She even brought him to meet our 96 year old spic grandpa who just started laughing & went back to his room.
Emotional support ape.my sister dated one (yes chubby) she met off tinder for awhile. very odd scenario bc he was a true philly/jersey inner-city hoodrat piece of shit (absent parents, mom was a crackhead, etc) but had a minuscule amount of promise bc he was 6’9” & decent at basketball & had been transferred to this community college under weird circumstances in very rural kansas, where he met my sister. she proceeded to revolve her entire life around him: doing his homework, driving him everywhere, loaning him money, bringing him around our family any chance she possibly could. he didn’t talk much which was probably the main saving grace but it was still extremely annoying with my sister constantly using him as her emotional support ape. she even brought him to meet our 96 year old spic grandpa who just started laughing & went back to his room. we all had grudgingly accepted the situation after a year or so & were numbing ourselves to the idea of oreo babies when it finally went to shit. my sister snooped through his phone & caught him cheating. they fought & he threw her into a wall. he flew back to niggertown & that’s when my stepdad found out about the abuse & threatened him with pressing charges if he didn’t repay the $1k my sister had loaned him. apparently he did & that was the end of it. i really wanted to rub my sister’s nose in it because of how much she had insinuated we were racist/bad people while they were dating but never did. i think she learned her lesson about the dangers of race mixing with blacks & why we were right to not want moon cricket dna contaminating our family.
Shucky ducky quack quack!One time some homeless sheboon came up to me and asked me for money. I said sorry I don't have any cash on me. She then said "I hope your babies die." I was like "um what" and then she shucked away from me.
How many nogs are in Scotland though?Funny thing is, as much as I hate n people, I can only think of times where I fucked over and bullied them, not the other way around. And I'm not jewish syop.
I guess I was walking by a pack of them once, and one of them threatened me, but I just kept walking.
Wow, that reminds me. My sister dated a black guy once. Not sure if she fucked him, and I don't want to know. But that was enough to put my sister on the pay no mind list. I haven't talked to her for like 10 years, no joke. Nigger fucking cunt.my sister dated one (yes chubby) she met off tinder for awhile. very odd scenario bc he was a true philly/jersey inner-city hoodrat piece of shit (absent parents, mom was a crackhead, etc) but had a minuscule amount of promise bc he was 6’9” & decent at basketball & had been transferred to this community college under weird circumstances in very rural kansas, where he met my sister. she proceeded to revolve her entire life around him: doing his homework, driving him everywhere, loaning him money, bringing him around our family any chance she possibly could. he didn’t talk much which was probably the main saving grace but it was still extremely annoying with my sister constantly using him as her emotional support ape. she even brought him to meet our 96 year old spic grandpa who just started laughing & went back to his room. we all had grudgingly accepted the situation after a year or so & were numbing ourselves to the idea of oreo babies when it finally went to shit. my sister snooped through his phone & caught him cheating. they fought & he threw her into a wall. he flew back to niggertown & that’s when my stepdad found out about the abuse & threatened him with pressing charges if he didn’t repay the $1k my sister had loaned him. apparently he did & that was the end of it. i really wanted to rub my sister’s nose in it because of how much she had insinuated we were racist/bad people while they were dating but never did. i think she learned her lesson about the dangers of race mixing with blacks & why we were right to not want moon cricket dna contaminating our family.
righteous bucksWhen I delivered pizza one told me to keep the change and it was five cents.
Might've worked out in your favor. He could've done that if you told the truth, then you wouldn't have anything to fall back on for him to put the gun away.I'll keep this brief.
I got a disorderly conduct misdemeanor right around freshman year of college
I was at a bar with the bbbboys drunk and this dude thought my friend was talking shit or something, he shoved my friend and he fell on his back, i punched the guy that shoved him in the face, and it was broken up pretty fast.
It was a college town so there was always a cop car posted outside of the bars, he apparently was hanging out outside and the manager told him i punched the guy in the face., he was bloody im pretty sure.
the cop gave me a disorderly conduct misdemeanor and I had to do 40 hours of community service at a homeless shelter/soup kitchen.
Of course I was the only college kid there and the rest of the people doing community service were feral niggers and mentally unstable thugs.
One night like at 10pm I was taking out the trash and this other guy who I smoked cigs with the previous 2 weeks on down time at the shelter was helping me with the other trash bags, he was pretty cool I guess for an illiterate spook. he looked like 2 chainz or like chief keef.
He asked me what I was doing community service for, I wanted to sound "hard" I guess and lied to him
I said I got a dui and was pulled over with a quarter of coke, but the officer didnt give me a felony and I got off with a misdemeanor and no jail time.
The fucking dude pulled out a pistol and put it to my face, like movie shit, and said something like
"nigga I know you lyin, aint no way that's a misdemeanor, I think you a fucking undercover cop tryin to get dirt on me and Ill shoot your ass right now"
I started tearing up like a little bitch and begged him not to shoot, I said something along the lines of " bro im so sorry I was just lying because I didnt want you to think im a typical soft ass college kid"
He put the gun away and said something like "get the fuck outta my face or ill kill you next time" or something
That was a major redpill for me, when you're 18-19 you think you have the world by the balls, then reality hits you.
I have stayed out of trouble with the law and avoided niggers ever since. Around blacks, you don't relax.
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