bigjoespompano
07-30-2008, 06:09 PM
As mentioned in a couple of previous threads, my new 'Sonic Generator' was taken back to the lab and 'tweeked' to make it less visible to any niggers close by. I have taken one back out into the 'field' and things continue to go badly. In fact, things are so bad, we may have to shelve the entire project. Here is the rest of the story...
After I pulled out of that intersection and left those young darkies sitting there, I was satisfied that their 'own people' would surely see to it that they got help so I never bothered to call he local 911 as I knew their 'brothas' would take care of them. It did strike me as odd, though, that the crowd was so intent on getting them out of that car. Maybe one of them was really hurt or something? After all, I did hear what I thought to be three 'muffled' explosions inside of that vehicle. Well, not my problem so onto the next incident...
During the afternoon, I stopped into my local McFastfood for a quick bite. Just my damn luck, as I'm sitting enjoying my fries, another, typical 390# she-groid plops herself down two tables away from me and begins her 'feeding.' It was disgusting. *Slurp* *Smack-Smack* *Scratch scratch* *Gulp-Glub-Glub*
Not only this but the pig pulls out her 'sail-phone' and begins niggerbabblin to Sharmethia yet continuing to shove food into her ugly pie-hole.
Th entire episode made me a bit 'queasy' so I reached into my pocket for some 'relief.' At that instant, I saw something I had heard about on an 'Urban Legends' web site but never figured I see in person.
The tale goes of a person gulping down a large soda so fast and following it with food that the digestive system can't react quick enough to release the pent up gasses formed in the stomach along with the CO2 in the soda. The beltch is so powerful that it literally kills the person and I'll be damned if it didn't happen right before my eyes!
The sow was piling it in so fast and pulling on that soda so strongly that there was no way her nigger system could function correctly. Sure 'nuff! Her eyes got a big as saucers (much the same as the nigger in the hooptie) and she began to shake violently! She dropped her cell phone and let out a belch that rattled the windows. In fact, the pressure inside of this sow must have been just too strong because when she burped, her head exploded! Honest 'ta God! Here all this time I though it was just some urban legend but here was this now-headless sow sitting upright just three tables away from me! It was horrible and, yet, fascinating at the same time (luckily, none of the exploding nigger shit hit me!)
Well, I quickly dumped my tray and headed out of there. Before leaving, though, I stopped at the front counter to tell the little girl there that the Management staff really needed to place a call to Coca Cola and have that drink system examined. Having this much gas in the soft drinks could be potentially hazardous to Humans!
As I drove home I began to wonder if my new invention might just have had something to do with the previous two incidents? As it stood, as soon as I keyed it up, both the hooptie nigger's and the sow nigger's eyes got as big as saucers. Then both began to shake violently. I couldn't tell what might have happened in the niggermoble (although I did hear three distinct muffled 'explosions' from inside the vehicle) because all the windows immediately turned red. And the sow's head actually blew totally apart! Could my little invention have possibly been behind these incidents? More testing was needed, to be sure. But what happened later now has me totally confused.
That evening the Lady Pompano and I attended a $500/plate fund raiser for our local Republican candidate for Congress. I had heard good things about this young fellow and was eager to hear what he had to say on various positions near and dear to me! I shouldn't have been so eager as what he had to say made me nervous and, lately, when I get nervous, bad things happen around me.
At the end of the meal, we all turned our attention to the podium where our candidate began his speech. Seeing as how he was a good, Young Republican, I was simply not prepared for what he had planned for us in Washington.
First, he wanted to 'revise' the Second Amendment! That's right! He was in lock step with the Demonrats on wanting to take away my guns! Said we didn't need 'em anymore! The GOVERNMENT would be there to protect us! Oh My. My stomach began to turn.
Then he said how he would squash any and all attempts to have us drill anywhere within the US for our own oil and gas! Said he would 'work' with foreign nations to keep our supplies up! I was getting sicker by the moment. What he said next did me in.
When asked about the 'Minority problem within our inner city, he proposed giving government moneys to all the minorities (read: Niggers) so they could move out to the suburbs and buy houses amongst their
'White neighbors!'
That last statement did me in and I could stand no more. I reached into my suit pocket and keyed up 'my little friend.' And it happened again! As soon as I keyed it up, that politician's eyes got as big as silver dollars, just like the niggers! He then grabbed his head and began to tremble uncontrollably. Before anyone could get to him, his head blew clean off! It was horrible!
But now I realized, without a doubt, that my new invention was behind these incidents. But now have a bigger problem. The first two incidents involved niggers. The third guy was lilly White and my device has never had a negative impact on any Human prior to this! What the hell happened?
All I can surmise is that not only does this generator effect niggers but it must effect nigger lovers too! After all, who else would be willing to give our tax money to niggers and move them out next to White people. Could only be a nigger lover! Well, my little device sure 'unmasked' him!
Good folks of Chimpout, I need some volunteers. I need to do a much wider field test on my Sonic Generator and was wondering if any of you good people would be willing to carry one of these around with you for a few weeks and try it out in your own area? Maybe the niggers are 'different' where you are and won't react so negatively.
I will be happy to send a unit to anyone that wants one as long as you promise to send back a report on how it performed.
Anyone wish to volunteer for a Field test? Let me know. Thanks! ::cnflg
After I pulled out of that intersection and left those young darkies sitting there, I was satisfied that their 'own people' would surely see to it that they got help so I never bothered to call he local 911 as I knew their 'brothas' would take care of them. It did strike me as odd, though, that the crowd was so intent on getting them out of that car. Maybe one of them was really hurt or something? After all, I did hear what I thought to be three 'muffled' explosions inside of that vehicle. Well, not my problem so onto the next incident...
During the afternoon, I stopped into my local McFastfood for a quick bite. Just my damn luck, as I'm sitting enjoying my fries, another, typical 390# she-groid plops herself down two tables away from me and begins her 'feeding.' It was disgusting. *Slurp* *Smack-Smack* *Scratch scratch* *Gulp-Glub-Glub*
Not only this but the pig pulls out her 'sail-phone' and begins niggerbabblin to Sharmethia yet continuing to shove food into her ugly pie-hole.
Th entire episode made me a bit 'queasy' so I reached into my pocket for some 'relief.' At that instant, I saw something I had heard about on an 'Urban Legends' web site but never figured I see in person.
The tale goes of a person gulping down a large soda so fast and following it with food that the digestive system can't react quick enough to release the pent up gasses formed in the stomach along with the CO2 in the soda. The beltch is so powerful that it literally kills the person and I'll be damned if it didn't happen right before my eyes!
The sow was piling it in so fast and pulling on that soda so strongly that there was no way her nigger system could function correctly. Sure 'nuff! Her eyes got a big as saucers (much the same as the nigger in the hooptie) and she began to shake violently! She dropped her cell phone and let out a belch that rattled the windows. In fact, the pressure inside of this sow must have been just too strong because when she burped, her head exploded! Honest 'ta God! Here all this time I though it was just some urban legend but here was this now-headless sow sitting upright just three tables away from me! It was horrible and, yet, fascinating at the same time (luckily, none of the exploding nigger shit hit me!)
Well, I quickly dumped my tray and headed out of there. Before leaving, though, I stopped at the front counter to tell the little girl there that the Management staff really needed to place a call to Coca Cola and have that drink system examined. Having this much gas in the soft drinks could be potentially hazardous to Humans!
As I drove home I began to wonder if my new invention might just have had something to do with the previous two incidents? As it stood, as soon as I keyed it up, both the hooptie nigger's and the sow nigger's eyes got as big as saucers. Then both began to shake violently. I couldn't tell what might have happened in the niggermoble (although I did hear three distinct muffled 'explosions' from inside the vehicle) because all the windows immediately turned red. And the sow's head actually blew totally apart! Could my little invention have possibly been behind these incidents? More testing was needed, to be sure. But what happened later now has me totally confused.
That evening the Lady Pompano and I attended a $500/plate fund raiser for our local Republican candidate for Congress. I had heard good things about this young fellow and was eager to hear what he had to say on various positions near and dear to me! I shouldn't have been so eager as what he had to say made me nervous and, lately, when I get nervous, bad things happen around me.
At the end of the meal, we all turned our attention to the podium where our candidate began his speech. Seeing as how he was a good, Young Republican, I was simply not prepared for what he had planned for us in Washington.
First, he wanted to 'revise' the Second Amendment! That's right! He was in lock step with the Demonrats on wanting to take away my guns! Said we didn't need 'em anymore! The GOVERNMENT would be there to protect us! Oh My. My stomach began to turn.
Then he said how he would squash any and all attempts to have us drill anywhere within the US for our own oil and gas! Said he would 'work' with foreign nations to keep our supplies up! I was getting sicker by the moment. What he said next did me in.
When asked about the 'Minority problem within our inner city, he proposed giving government moneys to all the minorities (read: Niggers) so they could move out to the suburbs and buy houses amongst their
'White neighbors!'
That last statement did me in and I could stand no more. I reached into my suit pocket and keyed up 'my little friend.' And it happened again! As soon as I keyed it up, that politician's eyes got as big as silver dollars, just like the niggers! He then grabbed his head and began to tremble uncontrollably. Before anyone could get to him, his head blew clean off! It was horrible!
But now I realized, without a doubt, that my new invention was behind these incidents. But now have a bigger problem. The first two incidents involved niggers. The third guy was lilly White and my device has never had a negative impact on any Human prior to this! What the hell happened?
All I can surmise is that not only does this generator effect niggers but it must effect nigger lovers too! After all, who else would be willing to give our tax money to niggers and move them out next to White people. Could only be a nigger lover! Well, my little device sure 'unmasked' him!
Good folks of Chimpout, I need some volunteers. I need to do a much wider field test on my Sonic Generator and was wondering if any of you good people would be willing to carry one of these around with you for a few weeks and try it out in your own area? Maybe the niggers are 'different' where you are and won't react so negatively.
I will be happy to send a unit to anyone that wants one as long as you promise to send back a report on how it performed.
Anyone wish to volunteer for a Field test? Let me know. Thanks! ::cnflg