So I was driving home from work, and I was waiting behind 5 cars to make a left turn at an intersection, when all of a sudden I heard a bunch of cars honking. I was wondering what was going on when I realized that the left turn signal was green and some nigger at the front of the line wasn't moving. Sure enough, cars started going around the car to go left, and when it was my turn, I saw a spook in a fancy new truck, unconscious. When I realized that the dumb coon was probably dead, I grinned, and then I thought of how he probably sprouted batwings and flew down to Hell where it belongs.
I didn't bother contacting the police or emergency services because I figured if he had a heart attack, they might be able to resuscitate it, and I didn't want to have that on my conscience. It's better off dead.
Just thinking about that dead nigger puts a smile on my face. I would never do anything illegal to a nigger, but I'm also not going to help a nigger. Ever.