The urge to uhk uhk ook ook overtook the urge to muh dik, this time. Most coal burners have to learn by way of HIV, herpes, a nigglet, domestic abuse, or some combination of all four.
Was at Publix earlier, just trying to get some delicious fried chicken. Go over to the self serve area and there's a pack of niggers over there waiting for deli service. The smallest of the brood, a male nog about the age of six, helped itself to a pack of the fuckin mixed fried chicken! Little nigger reached right up and helped itself to a fuckin drumstick. Momma nog finally noticed and put the half eaten drumstick back in the fuckin box and told baby nigger to get him a napkin.
Long story short, I settled in a fuckin frozen pizza tonight. Fucking shameless beasts ruined chicken night forever.
I saw many more horrors in those isles, shit stressed me out to the point that I left my wife in the line to pay so I could get some air. Last time I go to Publix at 5:30pm. Shit's a fuckin jungle at that time.
