A couple good stories I would like to share with you all.
Before Heathen Crusade on Friday, Jason and Ali called us up and wanted to know if we would like to accompany them to Mystic Lake Casino. Being the squares that we are, we turned them down and invited them in kind to our excursion of Art appreciation at the "Swedish Institute of the blonde and beautiful" in the heart of negarville MN. On the way to this wholesome event we were met by a brutally disgusting negar whose nature beckons the noose that his housed in the black shed where the white men reign. Well to make a long story short, this cunt pulls up to us at a red light and rolls down his window with his prehensile limb. Thinking that he was merely going to ask for directions I rolled my window in turn to help this monkey who fell from the densely concentrated forest in which he dangles.
:Negar: Hey mon, yo cut me off back der!
:KindWholesomeRIA: Oh bro I didn't see you, I do apologize
This is where the negar goes in to a rant and doesn't accept my apology.
The fucking negar then drives off as we cruise alongside him. BTW Abraham Lincoln I fucking hate you!!!
We lock eyes and he eyefucks me as if I'm a slab of liver dressed in onions. I proceed to wave my hands in the air in a wtf motion. He then gestures to pull on over to the side of the road where I pull right up beside him with wreckless abandon fto the traffic behind me.
He exits his vehicle all the while with his knuckles dragging against the sleet layered concrete. The coon's arms were so long he made a snowball with his wrists.
Negar: Let me give you a warning, you should be really careful about what "bruthas" you cut off in this area, yo could very well wind up with a cap in yo ass, I jus wannabee help yo out with that fair warning.
I in turn point out that I apologized to the son of a shit but he failed to accept my apology. I also point out that the threat of violence is how his people deal with issues. This was after the fact that he pulls the race card and says.
"Why can;t yo people respect the black man?!? Yo guys jus walk over us like we are not human beings."
Oh fucking brother.
He also didn't care for the fact that I generously used the word "fuck" in his presence.
Something about me not being civilized.
Long story short, St Paul has the filthiest negars on the planet. A hypothesis that was solidified by a beer run the night before, that had me hob knobbing with several St Paulie Panthers in a Fill-In Station of the simian dimension.
Story number 2 will continue right after a bowl of cereal.
Before Heathen Crusade on Friday, Jason and Ali called us up and wanted to know if we would like to accompany them to Mystic Lake Casino. Being the squares that we are, we turned them down and invited them in kind to our excursion of Art appreciation at the "Swedish Institute of the blonde and beautiful" in the heart of negarville MN. On the way to this wholesome event we were met by a brutally disgusting negar whose nature beckons the noose that his housed in the black shed where the white men reign. Well to make a long story short, this cunt pulls up to us at a red light and rolls down his window with his prehensile limb. Thinking that he was merely going to ask for directions I rolled my window in turn to help this monkey who fell from the densely concentrated forest in which he dangles.
:Negar: Hey mon, yo cut me off back der!
:KindWholesomeRIA: Oh bro I didn't see you, I do apologize
This is where the negar goes in to a rant and doesn't accept my apology.
The fucking negar then drives off as we cruise alongside him. BTW Abraham Lincoln I fucking hate you!!!
We lock eyes and he eyefucks me as if I'm a slab of liver dressed in onions. I proceed to wave my hands in the air in a wtf motion. He then gestures to pull on over to the side of the road where I pull right up beside him with wreckless abandon fto the traffic behind me.
He exits his vehicle all the while with his knuckles dragging against the sleet layered concrete. The coon's arms were so long he made a snowball with his wrists.
Negar: Let me give you a warning, you should be really careful about what "bruthas" you cut off in this area, yo could very well wind up with a cap in yo ass, I jus wannabee help yo out with that fair warning.
I in turn point out that I apologized to the son of a shit but he failed to accept my apology. I also point out that the threat of violence is how his people deal with issues. This was after the fact that he pulls the race card and says.
"Why can;t yo people respect the black man?!? Yo guys jus walk over us like we are not human beings."
Oh fucking brother.
He also didn't care for the fact that I generously used the word "fuck" in his presence.
Something about me not being civilized.
Long story short, St Paul has the filthiest negars on the planet. A hypothesis that was solidified by a beer run the night before, that had me hob knobbing with several St Paulie Panthers in a Fill-In Station of the simian dimension.
Story number 2 will continue right after a bowl of cereal.
