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You know, since I'm currently enjoying mass transit in my city, i've gotten to enjoy the worst sides of the local african american community. And while I take an anti-racist stance in general (but an entirely misanthropic one)....

Jerry's delightlful rants have often sprung to mind and I start laughing at (seemingly) nothing in particular
 
One time I was on the forums at a friends house and they saw the post Jerry made about his roadside encounter with " a coon who's arms were so long he made snowballs with his wrists" and they thought is was hilarious.
 
hahahahahaha where is that? Post a link.
Oh wait, I'm sure he's gone back and deleted it :lol:
Do a seach for Jerry's posts and it comes up blank
 
It warms my heart that I have touched you all in some way. :blush:

Jonathon here is the post.

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.
 
Also, something else thats only kind of related, am I the only one who actually chuckles out loud when I see asian people smoking? I have no idea what it is, but something about the sight actually makes me lol.
 
A homeless guy came up to my front door at 9 pm the other night and asked for money. :erk: He went on this big long spiel before I finally interrupted and said, "how much money do you need?"
This has never happened in the three years I've lived here but that particular night I happened to have my bike on the front porch. I decided later that he was planning on stealing it then noticed the blinds were open and I could see him. Ridiculous. Then again, maybe he was just hungry.
 
Also, something else thats only kind of related, am I the only one who actually chuckles out loud when I see asian people smoking? I have no idea what it is, but something about the sight actually makes me lol.

I get depressed when I see fat, slothful Asians. I feel as though they've let me down in some way.
 
A homeless guy came up to my front door at 9 pm the other night and asked for money. :erk: He went on this big long spiel before I finally interrupted and said, "how much money do you need?"
This has never happened in the three years I've lived here but that particular night I happened to have my bike on the front porch. I decided later that he was planning on stealing it then noticed the blinds were open and I could see him. Ridiculous. Then again, maybe he was just hungry.

You gave this negar money?!!? Did you not learn anything from camping in the Appalachian mountains?!?! Do not feed the animals! This worthless Tenesissy will be knocking on your door every Wednesday looking for a handout. Why? Because you gave the cunt crack money. Crack money that he desperately needs to stay awake at night, to give him the extra juice\ that will allow his hindlimbs to push towards that extra block of suburbia in search of a pre-teens huffy. What's going to happen one day when you're working late at night and your wife and child are left alone with nothing but a phone and the sheer hope that the local officials are not pre-occupied with Dunkin Donuts new sausage biscuit slamDunkincredible!?? What the hell is going to happen then?!?!

The outdated farm equipment's motor is driving figure eights over our proverbial crop fields!! We're running out of time and do not need incidents like this!!! :Smug:
 
What's going to happen one day when you're working late at night and your wife and child are left alone with nothing but a phone and the sheer hope that the local officials are not pre-occupied with Dunkin Donuts new sausage biscuit slamDunkincredible!?? What the hell is going to happen then?!?!

:goggly: You just quoted my wife verbatim
I told her to fire shots from the .44 magnum randomly into the door, then dial 911