UNCLE RUCKUS!!!
""Hahahahaha. Robert, I'm dying. That's right. Went to the doctor this morning. I only got six months to live. Tumor on the back. They call it Biggus Backus Tumoritis or some other big word that my tiny Negro brain and big lips can't pronounce. ""
Black folk talkin bout save me! Wadnt nuthin wrong wih slavery! Least we had good food back then uh huh uh huh, white folk sho could be yo friend! ~Uncle Ruckus
Uncle Ruckus: This is just more proof that the white man made a tragic misjudgment when he made it legal to teach my pals to read and write. Paint faster! Oh what? What? You call that art? Huh? Ain't no my pals ever been good at drawing! If Michelangelo had been black, Jesus would look like George Jefferson! Keep painting!
Uncle Ruckus - "Imma get me a dog and name him Levee and kick him every time it rains"
He enters with a bag full of things that a black man is supposed to fear (a whip, a noose, a nightstick, a branding iron, and a job application). He warns the Freemans to "avoid conversation with the nigga," the evil spirit possessing Tom, as "the nigga will lie. The nigga will make excuses. He will use words he don't really know."
Uncle Ruckus - "She couldna look that good, SHE WAS BLACK. All you gotta do is put a wig and some lipstick on a monkey"