Monday, February 20, 2006
My Dear Negroes
Our mission is complete. We have done our job. We have hit them where they live: We have taken their children. Remember when you were in junior high and the school asshole would steal your lunch? How mom made that special batch of brownies that she doused with Ex-Lax, and that you carried to school like they were the most classified military secrets waiting to be jacked by spies? Think of hip-hop as that brownie, and the wigga as THAT nigga. (He’ll love that, by the way.) Click here to see the shit fest.
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3 comments:
You're mom used to poison school children with exlax? LOL
Who is the arrogant pasty white guy with his brother, sister, and tranny girlfriend?
Actually, it wasn't my mother. My best friend in junior-high was tortured daily by a skulking asshole who looked like a college football linebacker. It was my friend's mom who baked the brownies. Trust, he deserved much worse than the runs.
How tha fuck you gon' be gangsta in a purple ass room? Adolph need to quit.
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