niggers_suck
08-02-2008, 02:24 AM
I don't post coontact stories because I stay the hell away from niggers, but today I went to a new fairly upscale shopping mall to check it out.
As soon as I got inside I noticed the place was nigger-infested.
One of the first things I saw was a group 10 year-old niggers walking out of Victoria's Secret with a MUH DIK look on their faces.
Niggers everywhere. The sheboons were all pushing stollers and carrying huge shopping bags full shit they bought and incessantly talking. Not one sheboon had its mouth shut for a split second. They were eithing yelling at their wild nigglets or gossiping with their siztahs.
Niggers were milling around blindly while furiously banging out text-messages and bumping into people.
One particular nigger was wandering around with a cellphone in his hand. He would put it up to his ear for a few moments like he was talking to someone, then he would hold it down by his side for a while, then bring it back up to his ear, then back to his side etc. etc. etc.
One nigger buck was wearing giant orange toy sunglasses and was openly leering at a group of 12 year-old white girls and even turned to check out their asses as they walked past.
And the nigger clothes! One had an oversized shirt with a fucking cartoon drawing of Pinocchio on it. FUCKING PINOCCHIO on his shirt.
Another had baggy pants with gold symbols all over it like a wizard's hat: stars, moons, musical notes.
One nigger had a shirt with pictures of other niggers on it. The niggers on his shirt all had earings, grillz and gold chains. His shirt actually had REAL earrings and grills attached to it and placed in the correct places over the pictures of the niggers on it.
The gaudy colors were an assault on the senses. Horrible clashes of purple, red, orange, yellow and pink. Leopard prints, lightning bolts, flames, and polk-a-dots.
One nigger was walking around with a towel on his head. Not a towel wrapped around like an Arab. Just a plane white gym towel draped over the top of his head.
There were dreadlocks, corn rows and braids of every style imaginable. One buck looked like Predator. One boon had long rope-like braids down past her neck. I wanted to tie them in a noose and choke the bitch. Straightened out sheboon hair coated with grease and oil and parted on the side like Hitler.
Hair with beads. Hair with glitter.
The bucks all wore giant oversized clown clothes. The boons wore skin-tight outfits over huge misshapen asses and guts. Giant hoop earings, enormous jewel-encrusted eyeglasses. Dozens of rings and bracelets crammed into each arm. Squads of nigglets followed each boon, but each nigglet was a different shade - one shade for each "baby daddy".
Each nigger was a public disturbance. While normal people were content to just walk through the mall and talk in a normal voices, each nigger had be yelling, ooking, jumping, bouncing, and screeching.
The expensive jewlery stores had crowds of niggers eek and ooking and pressing their ape-noses up to the display cases to look at all the bling bling. The well-dressed sales people patiently showed the niggers whatever they wanted to see but of course they never bought anything.
I went into a bookstore and -surprise- there were no niggers! It was walking through a worm-hole into a wonderful nigger-free parallel universe. If you want to keep niggers from breaking into your house, just write BOOKSTORE on your front door, that seems to act like nigger repellant.
As soon as I got inside I noticed the place was nigger-infested.
One of the first things I saw was a group 10 year-old niggers walking out of Victoria's Secret with a MUH DIK look on their faces.
Niggers everywhere. The sheboons were all pushing stollers and carrying huge shopping bags full shit they bought and incessantly talking. Not one sheboon had its mouth shut for a split second. They were eithing yelling at their wild nigglets or gossiping with their siztahs.
Niggers were milling around blindly while furiously banging out text-messages and bumping into people.
One particular nigger was wandering around with a cellphone in his hand. He would put it up to his ear for a few moments like he was talking to someone, then he would hold it down by his side for a while, then bring it back up to his ear, then back to his side etc. etc. etc.
One nigger buck was wearing giant orange toy sunglasses and was openly leering at a group of 12 year-old white girls and even turned to check out their asses as they walked past.
And the nigger clothes! One had an oversized shirt with a fucking cartoon drawing of Pinocchio on it. FUCKING PINOCCHIO on his shirt.
Another had baggy pants with gold symbols all over it like a wizard's hat: stars, moons, musical notes.
One nigger had a shirt with pictures of other niggers on it. The niggers on his shirt all had earings, grillz and gold chains. His shirt actually had REAL earrings and grills attached to it and placed in the correct places over the pictures of the niggers on it.
The gaudy colors were an assault on the senses. Horrible clashes of purple, red, orange, yellow and pink. Leopard prints, lightning bolts, flames, and polk-a-dots.
One nigger was walking around with a towel on his head. Not a towel wrapped around like an Arab. Just a plane white gym towel draped over the top of his head.
There were dreadlocks, corn rows and braids of every style imaginable. One buck looked like Predator. One boon had long rope-like braids down past her neck. I wanted to tie them in a noose and choke the bitch. Straightened out sheboon hair coated with grease and oil and parted on the side like Hitler.
Hair with beads. Hair with glitter.
The bucks all wore giant oversized clown clothes. The boons wore skin-tight outfits over huge misshapen asses and guts. Giant hoop earings, enormous jewel-encrusted eyeglasses. Dozens of rings and bracelets crammed into each arm. Squads of nigglets followed each boon, but each nigglet was a different shade - one shade for each "baby daddy".
Each nigger was a public disturbance. While normal people were content to just walk through the mall and talk in a normal voices, each nigger had be yelling, ooking, jumping, bouncing, and screeching.
The expensive jewlery stores had crowds of niggers eek and ooking and pressing their ape-noses up to the display cases to look at all the bling bling. The well-dressed sales people patiently showed the niggers whatever they wanted to see but of course they never bought anything.
I went into a bookstore and -surprise- there were no niggers! It was walking through a worm-hole into a wonderful nigger-free parallel universe. If you want to keep niggers from breaking into your house, just write BOOKSTORE on your front door, that seems to act like nigger repellant.