CreepyAssNigger
12-06-2019, 02:31 PM
BBC has gone crazy and allowed niggers to write news stories for them.
https://www.bbc.com/pidgin/world-44473080
:facepalm
Cameroon struggles with measles:
https://www.bbc.com/pidgin/tori-50679871
Cardi B ooks and eeks about rice:
https://www.bbc.com/pidgin/media-50684006
Monkeypox is a thing:
https://www.bbc.com/pidgin/tori-50666132
Skin bleaching cream is going to be taxed more:
https://www.bbc.com/pidgin/tori-50663268
A story about The HIV Matchmaker:
https://www.bbc.com/pidgin/50620058
Bonus:
http://www.gizoogle.net/tranzizzle.php?search=https%3A%2F%2Fthoughtcatalog .com%2Frob-gunther%2F2014%2F07%2Fi-stole-this-freshly-baked-pie-from-some-ladys-windowsill%2F&se=Go+Git+Dis+Shiznit
I was feelin shitty fo' a while, chillin there up in tha park, tha breeze against mah bare chest, sad. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! But then I thought, wait a second, why was she leavin dis pie unattended, biatch? Why didn’t dat freaky freaky biatch have any screens fo' her window, biatch? Dum diddy-dum, here I come biaaatch! Who tha fuck leaves chicken right up in a open entryway ta they house, biatch? That’s a invitation fo' bugs, fo' rodents, pussaaaaay n' raccoons even. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. Fuck dat shit, I did her a indirect favor. Shiiit, dis aint no joke. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch wouldn’t make dat fuck up again. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch fo' realz. And there’d be much less likely of a cold-ass lil chizzle at any infestation now dat…
I turned around. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Dat shiznit was tha lady. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Somehow she found a cold-ass lil cop, n' somehow they found mah crazy ass here, so peek-a-boo, clear tha way, I be comin' thru fo'sho. I didn’t know what tha fuck ta do. I panicked. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! I went ta pick up tha pie ta hand it back ta her, ta say dat I’m sorry, dat that was a wild-ass thang dat I did, dat I was just bout ta brang it back. But I forgot how tha fuck bangin' tha pie was, so when I picked it up I gots dat slow burn, until finally I couldn’t hold it in. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. I screamed, “Yow!” n' I threw tha pie ta tha ground, n' dis time dat shiznit was straight-up fucked wit. I looked back up all up in tha cop n' tha lady, I couldn’t be thinkin of anythang ta say, n' I just ran. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch fo' realz. And I’m a straight-up phat runner, straight-up fast, a shitload of endurance, n' just took off, zigzaggin all up in random streets, careful not ta lead dem back ta mah house, n' I done did it, I lost dem wild-ass muthafuckas.
https://www.bbc.com/pidgin/world-44473080
:facepalm
Cameroon struggles with measles:
https://www.bbc.com/pidgin/tori-50679871
Cardi B ooks and eeks about rice:
https://www.bbc.com/pidgin/media-50684006
Monkeypox is a thing:
https://www.bbc.com/pidgin/tori-50666132
Skin bleaching cream is going to be taxed more:
https://www.bbc.com/pidgin/tori-50663268
A story about The HIV Matchmaker:
https://www.bbc.com/pidgin/50620058
Bonus:
http://www.gizoogle.net/tranzizzle.php?search=https%3A%2F%2Fthoughtcatalog .com%2Frob-gunther%2F2014%2F07%2Fi-stole-this-freshly-baked-pie-from-some-ladys-windowsill%2F&se=Go+Git+Dis+Shiznit
I was feelin shitty fo' a while, chillin there up in tha park, tha breeze against mah bare chest, sad. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! But then I thought, wait a second, why was she leavin dis pie unattended, biatch? Why didn’t dat freaky freaky biatch have any screens fo' her window, biatch? Dum diddy-dum, here I come biaaatch! Who tha fuck leaves chicken right up in a open entryway ta they house, biatch? That’s a invitation fo' bugs, fo' rodents, pussaaaaay n' raccoons even. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. Fuck dat shit, I did her a indirect favor. Shiiit, dis aint no joke. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch wouldn’t make dat fuck up again. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch fo' realz. And there’d be much less likely of a cold-ass lil chizzle at any infestation now dat…
I turned around. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Dat shiznit was tha lady. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Somehow she found a cold-ass lil cop, n' somehow they found mah crazy ass here, so peek-a-boo, clear tha way, I be comin' thru fo'sho. I didn’t know what tha fuck ta do. I panicked. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! I went ta pick up tha pie ta hand it back ta her, ta say dat I’m sorry, dat that was a wild-ass thang dat I did, dat I was just bout ta brang it back. But I forgot how tha fuck bangin' tha pie was, so when I picked it up I gots dat slow burn, until finally I couldn’t hold it in. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. I screamed, “Yow!” n' I threw tha pie ta tha ground, n' dis time dat shiznit was straight-up fucked wit. I looked back up all up in tha cop n' tha lady, I couldn’t be thinkin of anythang ta say, n' I just ran. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch fo' realz. And I’m a straight-up phat runner, straight-up fast, a shitload of endurance, n' just took off, zigzaggin all up in random streets, careful not ta lead dem back ta mah house, n' I done did it, I lost dem wild-ass muthafuckas.