I went on a quick trip this morning for milk. The first open lane I went in had a woman with just a few things, and then I saw the cashier is a vile sow. No way. I went over to the other open lane, and what the hell, it was another she-nig!

So I went to the self-checkout registers, which at this place don't work well, but I only needed to zap milk. I am now to the point that I refuse to let niggers touch my things, and if I didn't have self-checkout, I'd have walked out of the store without buying. The Hispanics who stock shelves around here are dirty enough (that's not bashing, just an observation). I don't need to bring things home that niggers pawed all over so I can give Ebola to my family.