Last month, I went with my sister and her kids to Fright Fest at the local Six Flags park. My 2 nieces and I were in a long line going up to the roller coaster. After a 30 minute wait, we are in the 'cattle chutes' getting ready to board the coaster. Since there are three of us and we want to ride at the same time, we are in different chutes.(roller coaster is only 2 abreast) The three negroes next to me couldn't figure out this concept and were together in the same line. They were 2 lighter skinned negresses and a totally blinged out gansta. (hat on at a 45 degree angle, b-ball jersey, baggy pants, do rag, etc) They were being their usual loud and obnoxious selves, but I was with little kids and had to ignore them. There were 2 little oriental kids in front of me ready to load when the gates opened. The crimenigger cuts into their line and occupies their seats. The waterbuffaloes pile into the seats behind him. I just couldn't help myself.
I told the ride operator that he took cuts in front of these kids. At first he just looks ahead and ignores everyone. The ride operator released the restraint and told him he had to get off. Again he ignores her. By this time 3 more operators were moving quickly to the scene. I keep repeating that he took cuts in front of these kids. He then jumps up and was standing on the seats, yelling at me that "we gunna settle dis thang rite naw!! while gestulating with his hands in some kind of gang sign. Fortunately, there were 2 kids, 1 gate and 4 pimply park employees between him and me. He was led off the ride, along with his hos; all that was missing in this classic chimp-out were the cuffs. I was on cloud nine, after seeing these semi-simians kicked off after they had waited 30 minutes and didn't even get to ride the coaster. I was, however, starting to worry that they would be waiting at the bottom of the ride for me, but I was safe. My sister asked me what happened up there. I told her and then she told me about the three nigorillas who got off the ride screaming for someone named "Ray" something. Ray Sizemore, Ray Sissle, oh yeah, it was Ray Sizzum. Also about hating white people and generally going ape-shit. Unknown to them, the carnies had called security and they arrived in short order to escort them out of the park. This was one of those golden moments in my life that happen far too rarely. Most people would let these baboons take cuts and not say anything.
While working at a Harley shop I noticed an old nigger that used to pass everyday and he would pick up the change the white kids just threw away. Well known for my warpt humor I got the idea to epoxy a nickel to the sidewalk. just like clockwork here comes my victim, at first he tries to pick-up the nickel but thats futile ,next he tries to kick it loose,this too doesn`t work,just then the phone rings and the last I see the coon is setting on the ground beating the shit out of the nickel with his shoe.Well when I come back he is gone and I figure he just gave up,but on inspection the nickel is gone and to my amazment there is a chip out of the concrete. I don`t know how he got that nickel up but he worked his ass off getting it.
Hi all! First off I live in Queens NY. Its a decent area without many niggers yet.. Anyhow here is my story for ya'll. I was eating my breakfast(2 eggs, sausage taters, coffee), sitting at a table close to the grill. Guy who owns it is a hard working Spanish guy, who will go out of his way to make sure your food is right. So the fat coon comes in(he was maybe 20yrs), orders himself "1 egg & cheese on a roll & fry that shit yo". He stands off to the side, next to the fridge with the sodas.. I sensed the bullshit getting ready.. As soon as the chef and the waitress AREN'T looking(and its a small aisle from the fridge to the grill) this fucking coon shoves a Snapple down his baggy pants.. I get up and wave to the chef when groid is looking up the door(at who knows what).. Chef/owner goes fucking nuts.. "Hey you taking drinks?" Groid "Tha fuk you bez saying yo?" "You want drink you pay!" Groid "I didn't want do drink man". Me "He took the Snapple and shoved down a pants pocket." Groid "Naw cracka I didn't do shit." So the other patrons barred the door. Waitress called up the police. Groid got locked up for petty and had at least one outstanding warrant. Smile Made my day..
Now if only I could find a normal woman here who isn't fucked in the head..
I'd like to share a story of coontact that I experienced not too long ago.
It was during the summer and I was taking intermediate algebra at my local college. I'm lucky enough to live in a mostly white city. Nevertheless, we have our share of niggers. I was unfortunate enough to have one of the shit sKKKinned bootlipped savages in my class.
I know what you're asking, how did a nigger with an IQ of 75 or less make it past 3rd grade? "Brown v Board of Education 50 Years Later Well, as you know, the west coast of Ohio has the highest Liberal concentration anywhere.
As you already know, this nigger sat at the back of the class while he constantly chatted up a storm with his whigger buddies. One day, my teacher, who comes from Middle Easter descent, asked him to draw the inverse of a mathematical function.
It may sound hard on paper, but if you follow a short series of steps, it's quite simple. The first step, the one you can't accomplish anything without, is to draw the line y=x. For the fellow Massas who may be a bit rusty on their math, this is the line y=x (http://snurl.com/clt) a pretty simple concept no? Especially when the teacher had drawn it about 500 times during the course of the semester, each time saying "Learn this line!".
Well, the nigger got up to the board and just froze. My teacher had always given every other student that came up a hint if they got stuck. I don't know if the teacher wanted to punish the poor shit sKKKinned moon cricket, or if his ancestry of training the savage nigger race to build pyrimids controlled him somehow, but he was dead silent. Even the students would shout out a tip at times, but no one wanted help this boot lipped nigger. His whigger buddies couldn't help him because they were dumber than he was.
After about 3 long, hard minutes, the nigger said he didn't know what to do, the teacher said "start by drawing the line y=x". Another 5 minutes passed. Finaly the nigger said something that sounded like "muh dicKKK" and said he didn't know what to do and sat down with his whigger buddies.
The teacher nearly flipped "Why are you in my class? How did you get in my class? If you can't draw y=x you will never pass my class!". The nigger, who seemed to be intimidated by the descendant of his family's former Massas, just slunked down in his chair. The teacher then called on me to graph the problem, I almost didn't want to do it because it was so easy. I got up, grabbed a marker that didn't have NIGGER stench on it and 5 seconds later I was done with the whole problem.
It's been said before but it can be said again, "The NIGGER earns its name every day".
A coworker and I were dispatched to deliver items needed by the builders of a "Habitat For Humanity" home. We arrived and they, all of them being white volunteers, were building a home for some lazy worthless nigger fambly.
Just next to this house they were building was another that they had just finished the prevouis month, as I was told by one of the proud carpenters that took the goods we delivered. Sitting on the back deck, before 10 in the morning were 3 niggers drinking beer and watching them naive saps bust their asses to build the home. The niggers living in the practically free home didn't offer any help whatsoever to the same volunteers that built their house, no effort to show a bit gratitude by assisting them in any way.
I asked the carpenter if he had ever been offered any help, his reply was "no, and they don't have to". I'll never forget that and I really wanted to tell him what a dumb shit he was.
Hello folks this is my first post here. I have been trying to become a member here for a couple of months but apparently the folks at AOL think I should not receive email from this site.. So I got rid of them and now I am a member.. Very Happy
OK, here is really why I am posting.. My niece and her husband ( I will call John) recently stopped by a local McDonald's with their two children to get a quick dinner from the drive thru window.. John was waiting at the window when the Niggress, too busy chatting with her other fellow Niggress employee, handed his Coke out of the window and tilted it and almost spilled it out onto him. So in a quick move he quickly grabbed the drink from her to prevent her from spilling it into his vehicle and onto him. The window closed and apparently the two Nigress employees did not realize they could hear them. The one Niggress said " I know that white boy did not just snatch that drink from me" While the other stated, " I'll spit in their food" my niece then leaned forward to look past her husband at the two at the window then they heard one of them say " What does that HO think she be looking at?" My niece used to work at that very McDonalds and was very shocked to hear them talk this way. They then watched as one employee went away with their food for a moment then returned with a smile on her face and said very politely "Thank You".. Of course, you know something is wrong when you hear any black employee at any fast food place say " Thank You" So they immediately went inside and demanded an apology and their money back.. They never got an apology, but one did say while they were inside, "I'll spit in your face" the manager did give them their money back and offered to re-fix the food, which they refused...
I encouraged them to sue and demand that those two employees be fired.. The names were so screwed up neither of them can remember their names.
I am just so mad at this situation.. I wish I could do something about this.. This kind of thing goes on all the time and I am tired of it..
I remember there was a predominately black cafeteria staff of the college I was going to. One day I was in the dining hall and i was picking up a plate of food from the grille. I picked up one for me and one for my friend and was preparing to take it back to the table. All of all sudden, the old tarbaby chimp who was working the grill screamed at me, "nu-uh, YOU TAKE ONE ONLY!" and then held up one finger as if I were some fool incapable of understanding English. I was like "I didn't know" and she just looked at me as if I were some worm. I understand that rules are rules but you don't talk to me like I am some child. I didn't know the rule as it is not posted and you can't go off on someone for doing something they don't know is wrong.
I reported her ass to the manager of the place. He addressed my complaint.
My blood still boils about this incident. Like I said earlier, if I didn't pay the tuition bill, they'd be coming after me not my parents, so therefore they should treat me with the respect of an adult when i was there.
Niggers make me sick and unlike other races, they don't get better with age. If anything the older coons are worse....they just do it differently.
needed to get a wide assortment of items today, and rather than stop at an assortment of different stores I decided to just go ahead and stop at the local wal-mart. Of course this meant I had to brace myself for TNB, cause I knew it was coming. The first thing I did of course was to walk straight to the back of the store to the video game section. I'm fairly addicted to video games so this is always my first stop in any store. Now, niggers are a rare sight on video game aisles, and when you do see them it's generally a nigger teen buying some nba game or a new gang style shooting game. So what to my surprise do I see but 3 FAT nigger mammies standing in front of the PS2 case. I don't just mean your average fat sassy mammy, I mean these things take up the entire aisle by themselves. Not only are they gargantuan, but they have many traits typical of mammies - beehive hairdos, bulging eyes, practically eminating sassiness, and of course, spandex clothing several sizes too small. The fattes of the bunch is wearing a *tiny* black spandex top and a giant fat roll is hanging out of the bottom and going down practically to her knees. I wish I had had a video camera as these were some quinessential mammies. They are bossing aroud the poor retarded (but I'm sure he was still smarter than the niggers!) white kid who works the video game section there, telling him which games they want. They choose natural TNB games, getting an assortment of nba games. Then this fat mammy's eyes light up as she sees a sparkly case with cartoon depictions of attractive white wimminz on it, and one 'fine sistah' - if such a thing exists - and pictures of diamonds all over the cover. It is some game called Bratz Diamondz, which I've never heard of. These mammies start going apeshit over this game and want not one but TWO copies of it, as if somehow having two will help them. The retarded worker explains to these dumbass niggers that if they only have one PS2 then it will not help them to get two games. They stare at him trying to comprehend this for about 3 minutes, until one says 'awright lets jus git one den.' They leave and I look over the games, but naturally there's nothing good. Walmart only ever stocks shit games. Next up I need some cilantro so it's a trek all the way to the other corner of the store, and about halfway there I hear something that sounds like one of those 'sounds of the rain forest' cd's. Sounds just like some little monkey screeching, and as I near the produce section I see a nigress and her buck of the week dragging in a little niglet that is making these horrible chimp noises. They are smiling as if somehow it is a great thing that their little monkey is acting like... well... a little monkey. Eventually they drag it off down an aisle and the screeching stops. I eventually gather everything I need and head to the checkout. Whenever I check out I try to find a register occupied by a white cashier, no matter how long the line is. To my dread, I see there isn't one. Normally at this point I would just walk out but I had a birthday card and gift that I needed for tonight, so I forced myself to endure one more bit of coontact. I selected a short line with another FAT mammy - once again wearing a tight spandex top under it's walmart vest. Checking out went surprisingly smoothly, althought the sheboon moved INCREDIBLY slow. I had made sure to bag up my cilantro so the nigger's paws would not touch it, but when it gets to it the cilantro will not ring up. A cold sweat begins to form on my forehead as it looks like this filthy shitskin is going to open up my bag and contaminate my food. Luckily it stops, opens up that little sheet all the cashiers have, and rings it up as parsley instead. This time a nigger actually made a tiny benefit in my favor, as parsley is actually about 12 cents cheaper. However, I don't think saving 12 cents was worth having to endure that much TNB.
A couple of weeks ago, a nigger started working at my place of employment. Did not know much about the nigger, other than he was a typical lazy-ass nigger. Attempted to get me to drive him home twice, attempted to beg money from me once, and was always begging for smokes. Never saw him apply himself to work, was always wandering around the store. Nobody questioned his lack of production. Dat beez rayzizim.
Well, I come to work today and everyone is talking about "Ron" getting busted. As it turns out, in spite of being on probation for theft and drug distribution, management hired this worthless piece of nigger shit. Apparently he gave the manager the typical nigger sob story. The asst. mngr. told me the nigger came in for his interview wearing, nigger ass-crack jeans, and a dirty white t-shirt. He did'nt even have a HS diploma. She could be canned for telling me this.
Somehow, this nigger removed the price tag gun from the courtesy desk and was making new barcoded tags. He attached them to high-end items like stereo systems and televisions. His nigger buddies would come into the store, make sure that he was on a register and find the location of the hidden items, where he had placed them. Then they would proceed to his check-out with a 10.00, RCA 27" televisions.
Thousands of bucks ripped off!
How he got righteously fucked, apparently some regular people found his ticketed items that he had hid behind the regular priced merchandise, and attempted to cash in on the DEEP DISCOUNT. Risk management pulled some tapes and BINGO! Nigger caught!
I am so very happy that my white liberal manager got fucked, for hiring a low-life probation nigger.
I had a nigger ask me last weekend if we sold mercury, after i told him no he looked downtrodden and said"damn now they be no way i's gonna get rid ob de clap by tunight then" then the dumb coon aked me if injecting rubbing alcohol or bleach into muh dik would clear up the clap!! Rolling Eyes ok I had to tell him no just to make sure me or the store wasnt sued when muh dik fell off after he did it. I had another sheboon ask me if taking trimspa, and a couple of other high strength otc diet pills together would be dangerous, again to cover my ass i had to say it would, and she said"damn boy you what you mean if it take all these together it could kill me", to which i said plaese read the warning panels and she replied "i gots no time to read, you be here to tell me all dis shit" and stormed out the door to the KFC across the street. the funnies recent one was a sheboon that got pissed when the 8 pack, thats right the 8 pack of ept pregnancy tests went off sale, she screamed "now whats I gonna do for my daugthers, how i gonna now when to take em to de wefare orrice to file for a new baby an shit?" Im sorry but somedays you have to laugh behind their back or else go totally nuts and have an assault rifle redecorating episode
I have two previous coontact tales posted on the board for once a month, usually nearing the end, I go into Shittsburgh to check on servers and workstations for two companies. Both companies have their fair share of sprogs, but I usually have no trouble with them.
And as I always do every other day or night, I stop at the local gas station for smokes. This one was a different one in Coontown.
I pull into a parking spot, two nigger sows standing in the doorway. One has a store uniform on and the other is a simple she boon. They're standing in the middle of the doorway, I walk in between them - not busting them up but just making my presence clearly known.
I go and grab my Mountain Dew and head over to the counter. Still the two she boons are yakking. I start tapping a foot and start clanking shit around on the counter, whatever stupid impulse buy objects are sitting there...of course the objects are shiny, verifying this is a nignog BP.
Then I hear one of them let out this big cry. "WULLLLL-HUHL-HUHL-HUHL!" That's how niggers cry. Deep groans and their fat lips extend downward on both sides like two big flaps of meat almost touching their chin. "I DON'T KNOW WUT I'M GONNA DO! WULL-HUHL-HUHL!"
I can't help it but I'm starting to snicker ever so slightly. I figure it's near the end of the month so something's up with this boon. Child services, social services, the police...usual end of the month monkey shines and I find it funny just to think about.
Then I clear my throat rather loudly so the two chimps know I'm ready to pay for my soda and smokes.
"I'm comin! I'm comin!" says the crying nigger sow without any tone of crying in it. I'm starting to wonder when niggers cry, is it fake? I'm starting to think so. Well, let's not kid ourselves...niggers crying are usually crocodile tears so they get what they want.
"Pack of Marlboro Lights in the box", I said.
"Dey who? What?" asked the she boon.
"Pack of Marlboro Lights in the box", I repeated.
"Where dey at?", asked the sow.
Now there had to be ten rows of them right dead in front of her face. I figured since they weren't shiny and green like Newports or Kools, this had her niggerplexed.
"Right there. Gold and white pack. One down. No, up one", I said, trying to give this sprog directions. Jesus Christ, how these niggers make it to a city is beyond me. Giving directions to a nigger with the most simple thing is like trying to yank cinder blocks with kite string.
"Alright, alright, dammit. I found 'em. Shit", said the sow. "Is that all you need because I can get more. I do as you say if it makes you happy"
"I don't want an attitude, lady. One pack will be just fine", I said.
She tried to give me that nigger stare that they love to do and I burned her with my eyes (figuratively, of course) right back. They will always look the other way in a stare-down. They love to instigate a stare in order to scare others, but they'll back off if you stare at them in their big black evil eyes long enough.
"Yeah, well, you better not come back here", she yelled as I was heading back to my car.
"Don't you worry", I said.
Of course, this isn't a monkey shine filled story because it only involves a crying nigger sow and a customer who didn't say anything. Probably not valid enough for Coontact Tales. But it's the latest in my monthly entry into town near niggers at night. Luckily there wasn't a gaggle of nigger bucks hanging around because it's a cold and rainy night...snow's on the way and we all know how much niggers hate cold and water because it cleans shit off.
I needed to get a wide assortment of items today, and rather than stop at an assortment of different stores I decided to just go ahead and stop at the local wal-mart. Of course this meant I had to brace myself for TNB, cause I knew it was coming. The first thing I did of course was to walk straight to the back of the store to the video game section. I'm fairly addicted to video games so this is always my first stop in any store. Now, niggers are a rare sight on video game aisles, and when you do see them it's generally a nigger teen buying some nba game or a new gang style shooting game. So what to my surprise do I see but 3 FAT nigger mammies standing in front of the PS2 case. I don't just mean your average fat sassy mammy, I mean these things take up the entire aisle by themselves. Not only are they gargantuan, but they have many traits typical of mammies - beehive hairdos, bulging eyes, practically eminating sassiness, and of course, spandex clothing several sizes too small. The fattest of the bunch is wearing a *tiny* black spandex top and a giant fat roll is hanging out of the bottom and going down practically to her knees. I wish I had had a video camera as these were some quintessential mammies. They are bossing aroud the poor retarded (but I'm sure he was still smarter than the niggers!) white kid who works the video game section there, telling him which games they want. They choose natural TNB games, getting an assortment of nba games. Then this fat mammy's eyes light up as she sees a sparkly case with cartoon depictions of attractive white wimminz on it, and one 'fine sistah' - if such a thing exists - and pictures of diamonds all over the cover. It is some game called Bratz Diamondz, which I've never heard of. These mammies start going apeshit over this game and want not one but TWO copies of it, as if somehow having two will help them. The retarded worker explains to these dumbass niggers that if they only have one PS2 then it will not help them to get two games. They stare at him trying to comprehend this for about 3 minutes, until one says 'awright lets jus git one den.' They leave and I look over the games, but naturally there's nothing good. Walmart only ever stocks shit games. Next up I need some cilantro so it's a trek all the way to the other corner of the store, and about halfway there I hear something that sounds like one of those 'sounds of the rain forest' cd's. Sounds just like some little monkey screeching, and as I near the produce section I see a nigress and her buck of the week dragging in a little niglet that is making these horrible chimp noises. They are smiling as if somehow it is a great thing that their little monkey is acting like... well... a little monkey. Eventually they drag it off down an aisle and the screeching stops. I eventually gather everything I need and head to the checkout. Whenever I check out I try to find a register occupied by a white cashier, no matter how long the line is. To my dread, I see there isn't one. Normally at this point I would just walk out but I had a birthday card and gift that I needed for tonight, so I forced myself to endure one more bit of coontact. I selected a short line with another FAT mammy - once again wearing a tight spandex top under it's walmart vest. Checking out went surprisingly smoothly, although the sheboon moved INCREDIBLY slow. I had made sure to bag up my cilantro so the nigger's paws would not touch it, but when it gets to it the cilantro will not ring up. A cold sweat begins to form on my forehead as it looks like this filthy shitskin is going to open up my bag and contaminate my food. Luckily it stops, opens up that little sheet all the cashiers have, and rings it up as parsley instead. This time a nigger actually made a tiny benefit in my favor, as parsley is actually about 12 cents cheaper. However, I don't think saving 12 cents was worth having to endure that much TNB.
I don't like shopping at all, but one day a couple of months ago, DH and I were somehow dragged to our local Wal*Mart by a friend. You guessed it, we were unlucky enough to be there on welfare day and this Wal*Mart was full of niggers.
DH and I had to stand outside the store and wait for our friend; it was so unbearable inside.
We were standing outside waiting and out waddles this big fat mammy, accompanies by four or five niglets, of course, and no pappy in sight.
She cleared her throat and spat right on the sidewalk! Filthy thing! I was just revolted. I shrieked to DH, "Did you see what that filthy thing just did?!"
I made sure that mammy heard me, but she didn't even look at me. She didn't care at all. Jungle monkeys have better manners than she does.
I remember when I used to live in Wichita, KS, they would have "Ride The Bus Free Day" every nigger that lived on the west side would show up on the east side of town in the mall to wreck havoc and cause problems. They are always the loudest things around..
Reading some stories on here about how niggers are messing up the world (what better else have they got to do anyways?) makes me think about high school. I just graduated in May from a nigger high school here in Tennessee. My mom sent me to it because people said it was supposed to have a good education program and when I walked there wre niggers everywhere. (why send a nigger to a school when he'll just drop out or the niggerette will get pregnant is beyond me)
Anyways, I'll never forget my last year there. Worst year of my life. I remember 1 time, my I asked my nigger teacher if I couldn't borrow a pencil. He said he didn't have 1 with out even looking. A few minutes this nigger ask for a pencil and the fucken coon gave him one. I was so hot I went off got sent to the prinipals office and got send home for the rest of the day. Get this: the prinipal was a WHITE man!!
Anothr time, the same nigger that asked for the pencil kept flicking my ear in P.E. I aksed him to stop. He kept on doing it. Finally I said 'would u please fucken stop?!' and we got in a fight. I got sent home for that day.
Also I called this boy a nigger after he called me honkey and I get sent to the prinipal's office AGAIN!
Those fucken coons can get away with fucken murder nowaways. I'm sick of it. U look at a coon the wrong way, call them a name, whateever, they can sue u. Why can't we innocent white folks have that power? what the fuck happened to White Power?
There's a bunch other stories but u get the idea. just thought i'd share those.
The town I live in is Jackson but we call it JAferca, a mix oF Jackson and Africa because the town is full of niggers. We'll be moving though, thank the Lord!
I went shoe shopping today. I stopped at a Nike store. Shit, that didn't last long. The fact that crap/shit hop music was playing out of the store speakers really turned me off to Nike. That and I don't think they make the Nike Vandals anymore.
Anyway, I saw the damnest thing at this store. There were a pack of niggers, and looked like your typical street niggers with baggy
pants, big jackets and all. It was really surprising to me because down here you rarely see niggers like that. They looked like the type of niggers you would find in St. Louis or Detroit.
But here's the damnest thing: there was a whigger in this group. He wasn't even dressed like a whigger at all. All he was wearing was a high school jacket and a beanie cap. He looked EXACTLY like a fifth wheel to this nigger herd. It just blows me away that anyone would want to run around with a bunch of niggers. Hell, he had to be the outsider to the nigger group.
Something is seriously wrong with that guy's brain; must be a chemical imbalance or something.
I ended up buying a pair of Adidas since I got them CHEAP, they don't too niggerish, and niggers normally don't wear Adidas anyway.
Tis the season for shopping I suppose. Hard to get away from niggers intent on spending your welfare tax dollars.
While I was a green belt in Tae Kwon Do this nigger that I went to school with shows up in class one night demanding that he be given his blackbelt because he had attended class enough and he was owed! Well believe it or not I hated this turd in school cause he ruined this coalburners life,and she deserved it. Well I worked my ass off for all my belts and nobody gave me a single belt, I earned them all the way to black (5th dan). The master instructer black belt told affimative action nigger he would talk to the master,but in the meantime he should come back to class and awaite his decision. I knew where this was going,cause the teacher took no shit.Well the turd came to class and it was obvious he had seen too many Bruce Lee movies and thought he was the black Bruce Lee. Now the teacher knew I hated this turd and kept passing me over when it came time to free sparr, but alas one night the class was taught by another Black Belt,and when he called this prick up ,befor he could call anyone else up I hit the floor and stood right in affirmative action black belts face. We faced, bowed and as told began. Now the school was longer than wide and we started on one end and I chased this coon till the only place he could go was either fight or go out the door he came in, and I`m happy to say he made the wrong desition. He made one of these Danny Glover moves like in Lethal Weapon when he shoots the bad guy at 100yds.with a snub nose 38cal. ,now I`m no lightweight as I hit 200lb.in H.S., as sambo struck his pose I slid across the floor and threw a right round house kick that found it`s mark and just as my right foot touched the floor I threw a spinning left heel kick just as I heard the teacher say stop ! Well nigger was knocked out from the round house kick but it felt so damn good I just had to throw something else !! To make a short story long they worked on sambo for 30min.before he could walk, he then got dressed left and I havn`t seen him in years. Oh bye the way when I sat back down another guy I went to H.S. said I hope you killed that nigger,to which I replied I did my best!!
So last night I was meeting a friend in the local "super" Walmart parking lot. As I was driving by the front doors, this sheboon is stomping out of the walmart yelling at another shenigger and henigger that already exited. Shes yelling that she needs help with these MFin buggys yo.
2 seconds later, these 2 sheboons and 1 henigger come out pushing 4 carts altogether. PILED with shit in them. They didnt even bag their shit. They just piled everything back in the cart. They probably had 2 cartfulls on each ONE of those carts.
My question is, What the hell is going on here? Why do those niggers get probably $800 worth of food for nothing? Who the FK needs $800 worth of food???
I go shopping at Giant Eagle every 3 weeks. We spend $200-300 (for 2 people) and it lasts say 3 weeks. On top of that, Giant Eagle is expensive expensive compared to fking Walmart. BUT its such a great experience shopping at Giant Eagle vs Walmart (because of the niggers) I would still shop there even if the prices were twice as much! Its worth it not to have screaming monkeys everywhere.
Why do niggers need so much god damn food? Im not gonna lie, I cant afford $800 or more EVERY month for food.. I shouldnt have to though.
I'm just baffled at the amount of food that they had! WHY? If your on food stamps, you should only be allowed the necessites! 3 carts worth of food is hardly necessary.
Can someone explain?
I send you my experience. Unfortunately, niggers spread their TNB all over the world.
I live in a small town, quite isolated so we do not see a lot of foreigners, but occasionally they come to stay a few days in a health spa.
A few weeks ago, a married couple of niggers with their kids came to stay for several days. As expected, kids were a bit loud and they misbehave, but nothing too far fetched. However, during the second day I get a call from the manager of the spa (together with my brother I own most of it). She told me the niggers were (to say it politely) using one of the pools as a toilet. 10 minutes later I got there and talked to the "father". He insisted that "it's all nature, trees", and "it doesn't kill nobody, mo'fugga", though I am sure the other people who intended to use the pool did not agree.
Needless to say, I kicked him from the hotel and from now on we say there is no room if someone speaking niggerbabble tries to make a reservation.
Have a nice day.
xxxxx from Portugal.
I am working at a major client for about six months completely overhauling a major functional department which has been found wanting. The CEO has been publicly embarrassed by it and wants it sorted out. So they have mobilized an expensive team of internal and consultant resources.
Anyway, they are so desperate for staff that they hired an admin secretary from a personnel agency sight unseen.
And guess what flavor of "resource" we got? Yes you guessed right. We got a comedy niggra!! Big fat 50-something who quickly got her excuse for non-performance in: she hadn't worked for a year.
So she arrives and the first thing the she-boon notices is all the pampering that the employees here get: massages at your desk, all that crap. So she immediately starts filling her diary up with appointments for all that stuff, in her first week on the job, and as a result is never bloody at her desk! Jesus Christ, that stuff is for people who've been working, not for parasites who just stepped off the bus!
It gets better. She doesn't know how to use the phones - she can't grasp the concept of logging on and off to a phone - and she has no idea how to use them to book meeting rooms. This morning she sat around on her fat ass for an hour waiting for an IT person to show her how to start her PC up "Because I've never used a laptop before". When he'd showed her how to get pass the startup security code, she couldn't log on to the intranet. So she phones IT again.
"Hello, I still can't log on...yes, I have tried switching caps lock on...is my what plugged in?...my network cable? What's a network cable? You're talking to a complete idiot here..." - well, yeah, she got that right. She tried to log on to the intranet on a PC that wasn't plugged in to the intranet.
The funniest thing though is that she had to go over to a hotel to set up for an offsite meeting. She puts her bag on the floor, forgets it's there, and turns and falls over her own bag with a huge fucking thwumpp!!! So there she is, rolling around in the aisle with her legs kicking in the air displaying her enormous drawers to the whole office, and I am sitting there trying desperately to hold back from pissing myself. Thank God she sits opposite and I was on the phone so I could pretend I hadn't noticed it.
I will update the group on the she-boon comedy as it develops. It is better than a floor show.
This girl sent us a resume that said her name was "Sheri". Sounded like a hot white chick name, so we brought her in for an interview.
"Sheri" turned out to be a 350-lb she-ape nog. "Sheri" was short for "Sheriqua". And all through the interview, whenever we said "Sheri", she said, "You can call me Sheriqua".
We concluded that she had put "Sheri" as her name in order to sound white and get the interview. It worked. We didn't hire her, though. She had body odor. And she said "ax" instead of "ask", which is always a deal-breaker.
My first two years in high school went smooth, I actually learned something.The last two years,twenty three busses a day, filled with the most ignorant shitskins i ever encountered .T.N.B. niggerbabble, chimpin out , the works.did not learn shit in this period ,except a deep hatred for these humans in disguise.i did get to see what most people will never get the pleasure of seeing .A gang of ooga boogas, jumped a white chick and beat her ass.Little did they know she had three crazy nigger haten brothers.they owned a tree trimming buisiness. so these boy pull up, hop out , and fire up three chainsaws!There where thirty or so shitskins out on the side of school, And with eyes bugged out and screamin like little grade school bitches they commenced to" head east ". Damn what I would have done for a camcorder that day. (ps,,it cost more to apply desegragation,that failed, than it did to put the shuttle in space! what a waste!
I remember there being a line of ten people at the 7-11. In walks this young black girl. I could tell she was going to cut, She stands near the counter, LOOKS DIRECTLY AT THE LINE OF TEN PEOPLE, then when the clerk says "Next!" she comes running over. I go "No I am next." The coon does apeshit and the clerk has to tell her to get in line like everyone else. She gets mad and leaves the store in a huff. To here credit she didn't scream too much as she left.
OMFG. Funny as hell and so often so true. I live near a ghetto area and get groceries and gas there so often. It is so true. OVer half the blacks pay for something and then say "gimme dat der lighter" and pay again. I remember one time this lady did this six times!!!! And the lotto tickets, OHHH MAN!!!!
Here's the 2nd saga of an armed-coontact:
It's the first week in August 1993, I'm on my second week of vacation. I decided to go for a 40 mile ride on my Kawasaki ZX-11 Ninja up to Perkins drive on Bear Mountain NY.
Perkins Drive is a popular spot for bikers and tourist alike especially on the weekends, however this was in the middle of the work week. At the top of Perkins Drive you have plenty of parking and a view of 4 states from the mountain top.
As I got to the top of Perkins I noticed only two parked cars. My bike has stock pipes which means I usually don't get noticed since I'm quiet (stealth). I parked my bike like I usually do and noticed something strange. I see a nigger running low as if he was trying to sneak up on someone. I look to the ledge of the mountain and there I see two white co-eds sitting with their backs to the parking lot and enjoying the four state view.
I now see another nigger running towards them from another direction. I'm thinking this ain't cool. The niggers still don't notice me. I moved to the nigger to right attempting to out flank him, holy crap, at this vantage point I see 3 more niggers getting closer to the co-eds. One nigger was approaching from below (a lower ledge).
I can't believe this 5 niggers and no one else in the parking lot! Five to one odds again, how do I get in these situations? As I'm sneaking and performing my recon, I hear one chimp reporting to the main chimp, nigger asks "how do them bitches look", 2nd nigger replies, "manz, eyes don't care, lets just do them".
I'm now only armed with a pocket knife, I can't even find a decent stick or rock. I left my side arm at home trying to obey NY stupid gun laws. Big mistake! OK I'm alone, got to use my head and uncle Sam's 13 years of military training. My plan was to grab the nigger nearest me and threaten to throw him off the mountain, in doing so getting the rest of the apes to back off. Nearest nigger to me is about 30 yards in front of me and brush between the two of us. Anyway I tried to get closer but one of the niggers on the opposite side furthest away spots me.
I see this and at the same time I went to my armed carry walk, while having my right hand go behind my rear pocket feinting that I'm armed with a side arm. I'm doing the SWAT shuffle, left foot in front, right foot in a 45 degree angle, shuffling my left foot towards my right foot before stepping off again in the same manner, my upper body turned side ways. The nigger spotting me sounds the chimp alarm, 5-0, 5-0! The chimps now all seeing me, now all take off running from every which direction, two of them bumping into one another. All trying to get into their Jap-jeep. I follow them with my shuffle and a look that I'm going to get them. They got their jeep started and took off like bats out of hell, racing down the mountain.
What a relief! I now go check up on the two co-eds and asked if they were all right, both looked up at me with surprise, "why wouldn't we both be all right"? I asked if they knew what just happened, they were clueless. Geez, I calmly explained how close they were to getting rapped. Both now were in shock. I said not to worry, but next time to always be alert to their surroundings. I escorted both co-eds back to the parking lot and they thanked me for looking out after them.
Just then one of my buddies came roaring into the parking lot on his bike. He told me that there was this jeep full of niggers that nearly ran him off the road trying to get off the mountain. I just started to laugh and explained what just happened, he asks, "do you want to get them?" hmm, good idea, we turned to the motorcycles and just as we were walking towards them a sweet looking female cop drives up and asked us to wait, since their was a wreck at the bottom of the mountain.
Seems a jeep full of teenaged ghetto youths lost control and crashed near the bottom of the mountain and were awaiting ambulances to arrive. Hot dam there is a god! I explained to the cop what just happened moments before, wrote out a statement and was thanked once again.
About two weeks later I was back up there on Perkins Drive, news travels fast, one of the park rangers asked if I was involved with the ghetto youths incidence, I said yes. Well he said, three of them had out standing warrants, and two were still in the hospital not knowing if they'll ever walk again or even breath on their own. Then he shook my hand and whispered, "too bad you didn't throw those fucking niggers off the mountain". From that day forward I had my own parking space up there in the base of the look out tower if I so desired. And now, I don't leave home without "IT".
Stay tune for the third (and hopefully last) real life saga of armed-coontact.
So the other day my GF (who lives with me) stopped at the local Mcdonalds (I told her to) on her way home to get me something to eat. When she got home she tells me about all these niglets outside of mcdonalds getting handed free stuff!
She said: There was a school bus parked, probably 30-40 niglets with salvation army people and the mcdonalds managers plus a couple employees were handing them toys and shirts.
The catch is: She said they all (niglets) were wearing either jordans ($100+) or Nike Shox ($120+). They all had decent to nice clothes on, new columbia jackets($200+) on, gloves, hats, earmuffs.. AND THEY WERE GETTING HANDED FREE SHIT FROM MCDONALDS!!!
What is the world coming to? When is the ass kissing of black people pulling the "race card" going to stop?? These kids CLEARLY didnt need the free shit that was being handed to them. I mean, christ, get fking $20-$30 normal shoes and save yourself $100. $100 is alot for someone who needs it!
Sure, I have plenty of Nike shox. Im 19, yes they were handed to me but not by the government! My Dad owns a construction company. He fking contributes to the economy and society. I constantly get comments n shit from niggers because of the cars I drive and the nice clothes I wear. Ive been out of the house since I was 17 turned 18 2 months later. Since then, Ive worked for every single thing that I have. No more shit being handed to me.
Something is wrong with these people. I mean. As per my other thread, They are buying $800 to $1k in food from walmart. Their kids are wearing $120 shoes. Brand new jackets and everything. WTF do they need money for? Why does our govnmt help them? Whens the ass kissing going to stop? Our govnmt helps them and instead of saving money, trying to get a decent job or going to school, they just PISS IT AWAY!! I get so fking pissed off at these niggers. I could type here forever! How could you spend $800 on food and another $500 in shoes + clothes for ONE outfit for your niglet and NOT pay bills??? Just stay at the bottom of society??
I dont care where niggers are in society. Its better they are at the bottom. They shouldnt be in at all.. BUT Its the fact that they bitch and blame the white man for their life. We provide their kids with brand new winter clothes, nike shox and 4 cartloads of food and they piss it away and blame us???
Look at the nigmmobiles groids drive. I've seen plenty of coonmobiles not worth $500 and hardly running with a $2000 set of rims for the bling effect.
Ok, it's not technically affirmative action but I did have some dealings with baboons today.
On my way to work, my windshield wipers iced up in a bad snow storm and I had to pull to the safety of a supermarket parking lot. I got what I thought was a good spot. One close to the store that I could drive in forward and drive out forward. After about five minutes of reading my owners manual I got out of my car to see if I could find some fuses in the supermarket. There was a baboon backing out of a spot right in front of me that asked(or axed as she would say it) for assistance because it was icy and she couldn't see in back of her SUV. Being polite I kept guiding her to back up a little bit at a time. She finally reached a point where I told her to start turning forward. There was a little more room behind her, but the conditions were poor and I didn't know her response time. Of course I was also concerned about her ramming into my car which already had one poblem I had to deal with. She was afraid to put her car in forward, so I offered to get in my car and back up for her.
Before I could do that, another baboon jumped in between my car and hers and told her that she had plenty of room. She backed up until he was about touching both my car and hers. I screamed for her to put her car in forward because there was not a lot of space, but the baboon standing in between our cars insisted that she back up a little more(even though there was plenty of room for her to move forward). Sure enough she hit him and I had to stand around in the cold while the police and then the ambulance arrived to take him to the hospital. The police made me show them all the paperwork for my vehicle and made me call my insurance company even though I was fortionate that no damage was done to my car as a result of this stupid idea of his. I lost a day of work and fear this is not over. At least I was able to get the windshield wipers working again. I wish I could have wiped these two pieces of garbage out of my view.
Post this if you get the chance:
I work for a cellular phone company, in one of their Call Centers they have scattered over the country. As such, I get ridiculous calls from all races every day of my life. You anti-racists can say whatever the hell you want, if I have a problem customer, 90% of the time its a uppity black female.
I ESPECIALLY love it when they don't pay their bill and their phone service is suspended and they call you crying about it. This company makes every decent effort to contact these morons beforehand and whenever I tell them we tried calling/sending a txt/etc I ALWAYS WITHOUT FAIL get, "I didn't get that message/call/whatever", which is also without fail followed by, "Can I have my phone on without payment because I didn't get the message?".
My personal favorite story was the black (Before anyone says "Who do you know shes black over the phone?) not only is that a stupid question, but "Shaniqua" is NOT a white name, especially followed by Jackson, Johnson, Williams, or Jones. So anyway the negress calls in ranting about her phone. Not only is it suspended due to no payment in the last NINETY DAYS...she also ran it over with her car and broke it into pieces.
I informed her warrenty will not cover this as it is physical destruction of the phone, plus warrenty is good for 1 year only, she got the phone in 2004. She asked about insurance, to which I told her insurance would cover it, but theres a $50 deductible and her account must be paid off first. She then asked if warrenty would have covered it if it wasen't ran over, but merely stopped working. I said yes. She asked me to hold for another call, switched over, came back a minute later and GOD AS MY WITNESS declared she DIDN'T run the phone over like she thought, the screen went blank.
I sat there in silence for a minute, then told her I distinctly remember her telling me the phone was smashed. "Nuh uh! No sir! I says the phones screen wents blank, that phone ain't run over!". I informed her rather bluntly the call is recorded, she said it was in pieces. Second, I informed her even if this was the case, the phone is over 2 years old, warrenty is expired regardless. I told her that upgrade time was 9 months away, she can pay the $50 and get an insurance replacement but thats it.
Then by all that is holy, this woman declares she was a victim of the recent hurricane, wanted to know would the company be generous and make an exception. THIS WAS LAST FUCKING WEEK!! I asked her what hurricane, she told me, "You know, it got a black girl name". I asked if she meant Katrina, she said she did. I informed her she lives in Tennessee, which was unaffected by Katrina, and it was over in 2005. At this point I simply tell her there is NOTHING that can be done without first paying her balance and second paying the insurance company the $50 to claim the phone.
She tried one last time. She told me she can't find the phone, it must be stolen. I advised her insurance will gladly cover it, but in lost/stolen they require a police report, complete with officer name, badge #, department contact number, and report number.
The woman promptly hung up.
Oh lord, I don't even know where to start...well first of all, I live near New Orleans, and yes, it is "zimbabwe by the sea". I have so many encounters with niggers it's a fucking nightmare. It doesn't matter where I go...the store, work, driving....they're EVERYWHERE, like an infestation of roaches. And the saddest thing is, white people are the minority down here. Even though the hurricane scattered them like vermin, there are still waaaaay more nignogs than whites. Not to harp on hurrican katrina woes, but as you may all know, the storm brought out the worst in them....I saw it all on the news as it was happening...niggers shooting at the coast guard helicopters, raping, pillaging, burning buildings....and the media turned it into a major racist fiasco....that the government doesn't care about niggers, blah blah. well going through the hurricane first hand, did i get any special treatment when a tree fell on our house or the fact we were out of power for over 2 weeks? Where's my FEMA check? What about the gulf coast? They didn't get crap on a stick and their area is ten times more devastated than nigger ridden new orleans!!! they just make me so fucking sick...all the schools i went to growing up were nigger schools, for lack of a better term, and that's where i learned at a very early age they're not the same as white people...they're RETARDED, LYING, CHEATING animals who would shoot you for a pair of shoes. The only specific coontact tale i have is this--i'm a massage therapist, and normally i don't get nigger clients, but since they do dominate the population, the inevitable happens. I was at the studio waiting on my 3 o'clock client, and so far, no show...it's going on 3:15....then 3:30...i said fuck this, i'm hungry, i'm gonna go eat. Right before i was going to crank the ignition in my car, i see a van pull up---a nigress frantically gets out....and yes, you fucking guessed it, that was my 3 o'clock appointment, 35 minutes late!!! i should've just started the car and left, but i'm too goddamn nice, so i got out and went and talked to her. and get this, she catches and attitude with ME over the fact she's late!!! excuse after excuse! (she couldn't find the place, blah blah). funny how all my white clients find it just fine. i told her i could only massage her for 30min since i had a 4 o'clock appointment. She didn't even thank me or apologize for being late. so now i'm starving and PISSED. I get reminded everyday why niggers aren't human.
Recently I walked through NYC's Penn Station to take the Long Island RR to Mineola. It was there that I saw the most absurd, half insane street jig masquerading as an Arab. A little White girl can put the paper burgerking crown upon her head and then imagine herself a princess; a little White boy of 6 or 7 can pick up a stick and transform it into a rifle, and himself into a captain commanding a squad---likewise the Negro with the mind of a child can appropriate the superficial elements of a figure and then believe himself actually become that person or thing---and begin parading around in that role!
This coon was as black and greasy as the bottom of a skillet, with huge everted lips, eyes yellowed by age, and a huge potbelly. He had a light green bedsheet wrapped around his head with some string, basically in imitation of Muslim headdress. One corner of the bedsheet read 'St. Vincent's Hospital.' He carried around a roll of raggeds grey industrial carpeting he probably pulled out of the trash----this he utilised to "pray to Mecca" in ridiculous and insulting burleque of a real Mohammedan.
His mode of existence was apparently begging from the White commuters; always holding out the paper coffee cup but with an "Arab" gimmick: He always says, "alms for the love of Allah."
As I sat in the waiting area this pathetic spook came around begging and many people began to snicker. When he said, "salaam, salaam" an old Orthodox Jew looked at us and smiled, saying, "Yes, salaam indeed. Why, he's a Sheik of a fellow!" We all laughed because Sheik was the name of a condom years ago.
Today there was an affirmative action female bus driver. She didn't know which way the bus was supposed to go because the root changed to make the bus go around in circles in order to get to a new transportation center. It really is out of the way for me to get to college, which is the last stop. That drive said she didn't go on that route in 4 years. She said it crazy what she did. But she was incompetent to follow the route and she had to ask all the nigger passengers how to go. She should have just gone the direct route that she knew because it just makes me late to class when they go the long way. No one even got on or off during the indirect routing. The bus even passes the street the college stop is on to get to a more main street and then goes back to it causing the bus to stop at a few extra lights. The side street where the last stop is doesn't even have any lights. Maybe the affirmative action people redesigned the bus route. I like that they have the new transportation center but it is really out of the way. No one is going to get on there to go to the college and people just ask if it's going back in the other direction because they don't read the sign so it takes longer. I think it should only go there on the way back. But those affirmative action students on the bus aided the driver to take the long way for no reason. I don't remember the exact quotes of the driver. There were some "UH HU's" though. If Chaim was there he would tell a story on the show based on it.
My anthropology teacher told a story of public transportation in Niger. Hew as there for fieldwork. It took a full day to do what should be a few hours of travel. The bus broke down, the police had checkpoints, etc.... He said all bus rides are like that. It was supposed to leave at 8:00 A.M. and took hours to leave. No one was even there at 8:00 A.M..
Check out the condition of this buss running in Africa. Dat bez da VIP bus!
Fucking obnoxious nigger at the car wash
By my house is a car wash that is self service with machines you put quarters in. Today I went over to wash my car and as I was putting quarters in the soap machine, this homeless niggers comes up to me and asks for a hand out. I ignore him and then he 'mista, listen i knows you can hear meh an im askin for a few quartas now'. I shake my head and continue with my business. Then to my horror, he has a paper towel in his hand and starts waxing my car. I say WTF are you doing? He goes 'I be helping ya clean de car an maybe you will help meh' or something. I couldn't really understand his niggerbabble. I yell 'Get out of here! I don't need any help washing my own fucking car" and then he mutters something while running away. Nasty nigger! I wouldn't let him help wash my car even if I had no arms. You can't wash that nigger stink off with anything!
Last night I took my girlfriend to see a nigger free movie, Hannibal Rising. We got a good seat where she likes it; middle row center. Fifteen minutes after the opening credits a flock of niggers bombarded in. Twenty minutes of squawking rolled by and they finally sat on the row in front of us like crows on a wire. A nigger sow yelled "A'Shana go git some papcorn an some docta peppa!"
A white gentleman on the left of me hissed "Keep it down, the movie has started". I couldn't believe what happened next. All five of them turned their fat black necks and started niggerbabbling at him. More people sent angry glances and chorus' of 'shhhh' their way but to no avail.
When "A'Shana" returned with the food, her mother bitched to her how there was a racist behind her. "Who, him?" she asked when her mother nodded. The bitch threw a fist full of popcorn right at him.
We couldn't take much more of this and ran out of the theater and to the manager with the demand that we get our money back. He refused to do anything about it and told me that 'they are usually loud in theaters'. Luckily, I got my money back and we saw a matinee this morning. There wasn't a nigger in sight since they never get up that early.
I work as an engineer for a rather large aerospace manufacturer in the Pacific Northwest (yeah, that one). One of the really lousy parts about the whole divershitty issue and the lack of available technical people here in the US, we employ large numbers of foreign workers from all over the globe. Mostly, the Indian and Pakistani guys are easy to work with, polite and civilized and good at their jobs. The dune-coons, not as much, but at least they don't cause the plane to crash. However, one of the workers we have is a no-kidding, off-the-boat nigger from Africa (Nigeria, I think, but it doesn't make much difference since none of the countries are civilized now, anyways), working as a CAD monkey.
In any case, after killing off my third diet Coke in as many hours, I needed to use the restroom. Imagine my shock and horror when I walked into the bathroom and came upon this scene: Two of the Korean guys staring in horror as three urinals down, this skinny nigger has his ass firmly jammed into a urinal, taking a dump. The look on his face was one of confusion as I loudly asked "Just what the HELL are you DOING?" Oogabooga clicked out some jibberish about all the stalls being in use and having to go. The disgusting chimp couldn't wait until one of the stalls opened up, but instead thought it would be socially acceptable to take a dump into the urinal!
Needless to say, Ooga's manager got an earful about this and had a nice, uncomfortable talk about social taboos in the US. Sadly, they'll keep his gibbon ass around until he really crosses the line by raping someone, or something. Man, I hate divershitty!
Ponderosa SUNDAY BUFFET FULL OF NIGGERS
I took my wife out for a late lunch. At the time we arrived we were the only people there. THEN WITHIN 15 min, about 20 NIGGER showed up. They slammed into that buffet like a sworm of locus. One NIGGER KID put his mouth on the soft serve ice cream server. His fat ass sister was holding up the lever that dispenced the ice cream. My wife and I left rather quickly. (NIGGER ARE SURE HARD TO AVOID) This restaurant was in a community called Mentor. A 95% white area.
So I was walking home from work yesterday, and this stupid jig was powerwashing a building. Now, instead of doing the courteous thing and turning the power washer off when someone walked by on the sidewalk, this moronic and inconsiderate coon seemed completely oblivious to those around him, and continued power washing the wall as people walked by, there-by spraying them with the back spray.
Niggers have no consideration for those around them.
niggers and cell phones
A friend of mine worked at a cell phone store for a couple of years. He said the main reason he quit was that he couldn't handle dealing with the niggers anymore, especially the she-boons. He said they would bring in phones that were bashed-up, crushed. or scratched all to hell from being dropped a thousand times. Sometimes he said they would bring them in still dripping the liquid from the toilet or 48 oz. 7-11 soft drink they had just been dropped into. But the story was always the same. "Ize wants my moneez back, dis heah phone you sole me be a piece of shit". Or "Youse owes me a new phone, dis one heah beez no fukin' good". He said when he explained that the store couldn't warranty an obviously abuse damaged phone their replies were almost invariably "Ize gon sue your muthafukin ass". He said some niggers would bring in phones they hadn't even bought at his store demanding cash refunds. They thought themsevles justified in this simply because his store sold the same brand of phones! Fucking niggers... they never quit.
This followup will warm your heart.
I was very fortunate in retail when dealing with niggers because I was the owner. I could and would torment them in front of the other human customers who would invariably be snickering at the apes. When the massive chimp-out with the head bobbing finally came, the humans could not longer contain themselves and would just explode with laughter. Doing business with niggers, even on a small retail level is just not worth it.
Tonight a nice blonde girl at my place of work (supermarket) was asked by a lotto ticket buying nigger if she had a boyfriend. She said yes she did, and the simian walked out of there with his nigger lotto ticket probably plotting to rape her. She told me she hates it when they ask her that (they being niggers, thinking of 'muh dick'). She then told me that a few years ago when she was working at a different location she was only 17 and this old chimp probably 60 or 70 years old (human years) always came in and bought malt liquor. He always came through her line even when express was open and she had a bunch of people checking out, and would tell her things like he was going to kidnap her. She and another coworker wrote down his license plate and she told several people close to her that if she went missing it was probably this nigger. What happened to the good old days where people wouldn't get in trouble for lynching niggers? Because this chimp would be a prime candidate. Fucking niggers. I'll probably tell her about the nigger 'muh dick' mentality next time I see her.
I need a board for my graphics class. I don't own a car and wanted this thing cut. The frame BOY was a nigger with short dreads. He casually took his time with another customer...most of the time spent waiting for her to look through glass. In this time he could have cut my board. After ten minutes I marched back to the cashier and asked to see a manager. The UGLY old crone says to me "Was he with another customer?" I said: yes but. The CUNT cuts me off and says 'well it is our policy....." I cut her off and said then give me a bag! I started to shout so OF COURSE the fucking whigger orders me out of the store.
Out side they had displays of flowers. I tipped them all over and she and the cashier and other customers run out. I was screaming YOU FUCKING CUNT!! She 86'ed me for life (like I care about being 86'ed from Michael's).
I'm going to go back one night and see which car is hers and which is the niggers. They can expect black paint thrown all over their cars.
ANOTHER REASON TO HATE NIGGERS!!!!!!
Today I went to CVS and there was a stupid nigger bitch who was trying to charge a maxed out card. I waited behind her with this other guy for so long. Then the woman at the counter told her to try over at the photo booth to see if it worked there. I immediately ran over to the photo booth myself because I was sick of waiting for this nigger and wanted the hell out of there. In my digust, the bitch gets in front of me! It took 10 more minutes for them to ring her up because they had to call the card company. I wish I had stayed at the other line because it was empty until three more niggers rushed to it. UGH! Finally the bitch leaves after getting through her head that her card is maxed out and I got my stuff. The ice cream had melted too. I'm so sick of niggers and their shitty ass behavior.
Fucking niggers (I just saw this)
I just went to a pizza shop in back of my house. As I was walking through with parking lot; a car of niggers parked. Not in the line but sideways taking up 3 parking spots. I wanted to key their new car and put a note on their window saying "next time park like humans -niggers" but there are too many witnesses out there. It is only 6:30 pm in AZ.
Last week, i was outside on my front lawn, when i saw the landlord/slumlord who owned the proporty next to mine, talking to 2 niggers who were interested in renting the apartment closest to my house.
One of the niggers shot me a dirty look, the kind of look a nigger makes right before he victimizes somebody. so i stared at him with the same dirty look.
The spook then says to the landlord "that guy is giving me a dirty look already!" then as they continued to talk, i whipped out 'muh dick' and took a big ole piss right in my frontyard. thankfully, that apartment next door is still vacant. the last nigger that lived there stole bananas from my banana tree in my backyard (no shit!) and i am told by another neighbor that he later tried to steal my generator last year right after the hurricane came thru south Florida. the last thing i need is another theiving nigger living next door.
So I go out last night to pick up a 6 pack...
The big liquor store closes pretty early, so I drove to the only quickie-mart that carries a decent selection of imported beer. I grab my Newcastle and head to the counter, where a fat, sweaty ape was arguing with the cashier.
See, this nigger was upset because he wasn't allowed to buy tobacco with his foodstamp card. Additionally, he wanted the clerk to break open a package because he only wanted 3 watermelon(I swear) Phillies, not 4.
This walking flypaper strip had the nerve to ask ME to buy his fucking drug paraphernalia! "I buy you some chips and shit dog. Yo, help a brotha out."
I was tired, pissed off and definitely NOT in the mood for nigger games. Lifting up my hooded sweatshirt slightly, I quickly flashed him a view of the Cold Steel tanto I wear on a shoulder harness when I might be around niggers. They usually just notice the harness, and assume it's a gun.
This jig's jaw dropped, and he ran out of the store, dropping his foodstamp card, which the clerk had already scanned.
I couldn't get beer with it, but I bought myself some milk, a few dozen eggs, bread, peanuts and beef jerkey. :)
My boyfriend told me the funniest story yesterday....
He stopped off at KFC after work for something to eat (he gets off at 2am and it's the only place open). So he's walking away from the counter with his order when some nigger comes up to him and asks for a bite of his burger. My boyfriend pretty much tells him to fuck off nigger so it gets offended and starts having a chimp out right there.
Today was like any other day I woke up took my fiance to work came on the computer and then started doing some work. Had breakfast and by this time it was 10 and I didn't feel like doing anymore work and decided I would head over to the pub for a pint! It's a local pub so it's always the same people in there and due to the shitty weather alot of roofers, construction ect.... workers were in there (We had a lot of snow). I was sitting at the bar on the stool and it was almost full and I did my usual when I am there read the paper and then do the crossword. It was like any other day small talk and enjoy your beer.
The stools around the bar were almost full and then I had to go to the bathroom. I did my quick seal break (the beer makes you do that you know) and then talked to one of cooks in the hallway I was gone maybe 5 mins. I come in view of the bar and I see this big nigger sitting in the stool beside me! Right away in my head ( he already took my paper too) I sat down and asked the other guys if they wanted to play Golden Tee (Its a video golf game if some of you don't know) The stench of the nigger was too much and this just isnt saying this as a niggermaniac he really stunk like shit! (well they all do)
We went and played and some of them know my stance on niggers but some are pussies and think its wrong! They all knew why I wanted to leave around the bar and go into the corner to play golden tee! As we were playing I think we were about on the 7th hole (there was 4 of us) the nigger moves over to near where we are! (oh by the way of course the nigger was drinking the cheap house beer) We all wonder why he came near us it wanted a smoke. It ended up asking one of my friends and he gave it to him mainly to get it away from us. (Due to a new smoking bylaw which many of you are use to you have to go outside) The nigger went outside and had 2 puffs then threw the smoke away (we watched it out the window) my buddy was mad! This is a guy who has given me shit for saying "Niggers are animals" the whole time I have known him! I said "See thats what niggers are like" he said "You are right I was wrong".
But it gets worse the nigger comes back in and sits near us again and has the nerve 5 mins later to ask for another smoke! My buddy says no! The nigger gets mad and goes up to the bar and sits near this guy I know he is about 70 total drunk but nice guy and starts harrasing him for smokes!
John (the old guy) tells him no! The nigger harrased the waitress for a smoke after that too! He then grunted nigger babble and left and to add to the TNB he didn't even pay his bill! After things like this I hope I even opened one persons eyes to the fact of what niggers are really like! I hate how the government makes Canada open for all this! I don't have a problem with any of the immigrants that come here just nigger animal imports! I hate the house models too!
I'm new around here, and I'm not sure if this is the place to post this story--I apologize if I'm placing it in the wrong forum. I worked in the produce department in a supermarket for far too long, but it was mostly free of coontact. But we did have this old, step-n-fetchit style darky that I saw every few months or so. Mostly polite, always asked how you were doing. But if you happened to ask him how he was, he would tell you that he was dying. Not much of a problem for me, cause I pretty much ignored him, but I couldn't help but listen to the other guys when they said hello. After a few years, I realized that the nog had been dying for an awfully long time, but he didn't look any sicker. My friend, call him Dwayne, asked him why he was dying. He said the woman across the street had put a hoodoo curse on him because he wouldn't sleep with her--he was at least 85 years old, and still thinking with "muh dik." Anyhow, Dwayne gave the guy a homemade "mojo bag" and told him to keep it in his pocket and come back in 3 weeks for the rest of the "cure." The sprog came back and Dwayne said "I am a Hoodoo High Priest--let me put the hoodoo spirit into you" or something like that. I thought the guy was going to shit his pants and have a Fred Sanford style heart attack--his eyes were popping out of his skull, and he was shuffling backwards like an organ grinder's monkey. It was kind of weird, cause I had figured he'd need a Hoodoo Priest to remove the curse, but I guess you can't figure out what's in the darky's mind. Sorry, I know that was kind of a boring story, but I can't talk about it with the p.c. colleagues and watching that spook freak out was really quite priceless.
Don't ever ride the Nigarhound bus!!!
I got stuck taking a greyhound bus to my parents house, and there was this nigar who had the nerve to demand I give him some of my pizza.
THIS REALLY PISSED ME OFF, I have been having major finanical issues. I had gone for like almost 2 days without eating and then this nigar demands my food.
THIS IS BULLSHIT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
My best friend shared this awesome story tonight. He is a cook in a catering hall. One if the waitresses screams out "Fight". All the cooks rush in to break it up. It was taking place during a niggers wedding reception. The niggers were having an all out brawl. So as my friend is breaking up one fight a nigger sucker punched him in the head. My friend takes a wooden broom handle (or something like that) and bashed the nigger in the head. The cops came and arrested several people (Im sure all of them had outstanding warrants) If this story is in the newspapers i'll post it here, but since it shows niggers being niggers i doubt the story will make the light of day
How could I forget to tell you guys....
-about the time I almost ran over a niglet!!!! This happened about 5yrs ago. Me and a friend were picking up some chinese food, and as usual, the restaurant was near a ghetto. So as I'm leaving, I take a short cut through niggertown (whoops! silly me). As I'm driving along, there's this little niglet she-boon riding her bike in the middle of the road (surprise!). She looks back, and gets over on the left side of the road. I'm guessing it was 7yrs old, with those nappy, fat braids on its head (called "dookey braids). So as I'm about to pass it up, that son of a bitch swerves right in front of my car!! I slammed on the brakes and slid right into her. The horror on that niglet's face was PRICELESS. Like a wounded animal. Retarded wounded animal. My friend rolls down the window and tells her to "get the fuck out of the road!" and I give it the dirtiest look possible. I know that niglet did it on purpose. Her mammy probably told her if she gets hit by a cracka, mamma gone get mo muney! I freakin' floored it and got the hell out before mamma nigger saw it. So that's some LITERAL coontact, eh?
While in Chuck E Cheese with my daughter, I checked the area to make sure that it was nigger free and it was upon my entering so I gave my daughter some money to play. Just as we were about to leave, my daughter came crying to the table and said" dad some black kid pulled my hair". I then had her show me where the little gibbon was, he was sitting next to his nigger pappy and coal burning mom. I kind of stared at him and which we replied" What, What your problem" I then stated that I did not appreciate his little niglet pulling my daughters hair" Which he blamed my daughter for. I then told him to control his little chimp. That little comment got me asked to leave by an employee.
It just goes to show you that even when all is clear, there is always a nigger in the woodpile.