What is it with all the coal burning :burner and oil drilling going on these days? Parents are falling down on their job but even worse, it's so glorified in the media its no wonder kids need some guidance. I want to know what we can do to help educate them? I particularly want to hear from you young Chimpers (under 25), if you know anyone that is otherwise normal that diddles niggers? And if so why?
I have no children, but recently got recruited by an old pal to have a talk with her daughter, who's my godchild. Her mom thinks she's seeing a coon at college. Some of us (my age) have idly surmised it's a form of rebellion, much like our generation smoked pot and listened to music our parents hated and dressed like scroungy hippies
My parents and those of everyone I grew up with raised us to believe miscegenation was something so awful you didn't even talk about it, akin to bestiality and perversion. I don't think I ever saw any coal burning or oil drilling when I was younger, either that or I was carefully shielded from it until I was about 13. Even so, it was a pretty rare occurrence. My first awareness was a coontact so horrible, my older sister swore me to secrecy. She was in 10th grade; I was 2 grades behind her.
Years ago an inbred white trash family lived nearby with an above-ground pool. Unlike our parents we thought any pool was cool, so of course we befriended the daughter Krissy, who was sort of a bad girl. She'd sass parents and sneak cigarettes and other 'cool' stuff, but we lost touch when they moved. My sister ran into her again in high school and Krissy invited her to go to the roller skating rink one Fri. night. Krissy had arranged dates, so my sister, being boy crazy but shy, was excited over the outing. Little did she know..
The 'dates' were older nigger bucks and Krissy promptly disappeared with her nigger. My sister's date immediately started trying to paw her from whence came one of our favorite sayings: "C'mere baby, you know you'z been wantin' it a looooooong time!" Now bear in mind this was early 1970s, 15 year old girls from nice families were still mostly virgins and just starting to date. So while it sounds funny now, it was horrifying back then, not only for fear of rape,
So she feigned illness and called home; I remember Mom racing off to pick her up. We shared a room so I was surprised she came in not sick, but sobbing and ((((((((shuddering))))))). She swore me to secrecy as she related the horror of realizing she had a date with a nigger. She'd escaped by lying to the buck nigger she had to go to the bathroom, and called home from a pay phone, hiding outside til she saw Mom's car. In retrospect, she's lucky she wasn't raped, that rink is no longer there but it was smack dab in niggertown with many spots a nigger could've drug her off to.
Krissy was that rare and spurned race traitor that was whispered about in the halls of high school, T.C. Williams of "Remember the Titans" movie fame, Alexandria Va. circa 1973. Incidently that movie is a crock of jenkem, the part about state football chimps is true, but the white football players hated the niggers . We called them Boot Lips and Mokes and whispered the word nigger which most of us weren't allowed to say in polite company. Krissy became known as "Puss in Boots" .
But I digress, I really want to hear from those of you under 25 about miscegenation in your generation as well as you older chimpers that have children of dating age what you do to educate them.