After 50 years living in Niggerfuxated cities in the Midwest, I have finally pooled my resources and made the move to a much smaller town with very few Niggers who now know that I don't play their shit and know to steer clear.
Over the past 50 odd years, I have amassed a vast assortment of stories stemming from the various observations I have made while studying the feral Niggerbeast and I will be happy, when called upon to do so, share my stories (Some also come with illustrations in the beasts own (Mis)spelling with all if their own ebonics and bixnood.
Every story I have are of the "Is that for real?" variety that is guaranteed to have you all in stitches (The kind that come from laughing and not from a "Shank")
I have been enjoying all of your stories and I hope you will feel the same way about mine.