you know what i hate about white people? they white. cracka ass crackas. so i was walking in front of madison square garden and i asked this man (who happened to be a cracka) for the time. he says to me, "no i don't have any change for you that you will just waste on crack anyways you degenerate negro." i looked at the man and said, "iz you crazy?? i just want the time, maannn." and then the mutha f*cka thought i was trying to rob his cracka ass watch. oh you shoulda seen that cracka ran. black folk is scary

how'd i do?

(03-22-2012 12:29 PM)Lush Wrote:  you know what i hate about white people? they white. cracka ass crackas. so i was walking in front of madison square garden and i asked this man (who happened to be a cracka) for the time. he says to me, "no i don't have any change for you that you will just waste on crack anyways you degenerate negro." i looked at the man and said, "iz you crazy?? i just want the time, maannn." and then the mutha f*cka thought i was trying to rob his cracka ass watch. oh you shoulda seen that cracka ran. black folk is scary

how'd i do?

Black like me, my son!

(03-22-2012 12:41 PM)OneUChoopsfan Wrote:  

(03-22-2012 12:29 PM)Lush Wrote:  you know what i hate about white people? they white. cracka ass crackas. so i was walking in front of madison square garden and i asked this man (who happened to be a cracka) for the time. he says to me, "no i don't have any change for you that you will just waste on crack anyways you degenerate negro." i looked at the man and said, "iz you crazy?? i just want the time, maannn." and then the mutha f*cka thought i was trying to rob his cracka ass watch. oh you shoulda seen that cracka ran. black folk is scary

how'd i do?

Black like me, my son!

You ever read that book? It came out in the early 60s? The title come from a poem:

Rest at pale evening...
A tall slim tree...
Night coming tenderly
Black like me.

(03-22-2012 01:21 PM)ctipton Wrote:  

(03-22-2012 12:41 PM)OneUChoopsfan Wrote:  

(03-22-2012 12:29 PM)Lush Wrote:  you know what i hate about white people? they white. cracka ass crackas. so i was walking in front of madison square garden and i asked this man (who happened to be a cracka) for the time. he says to me, "no i don't have any change for you that you will just waste on crack anyways you degenerate negro." i looked at the man and said, "iz you crazy?? i just want the time, maannn." and then the mutha f*cka thought i was trying to rob his cracka ass watch. oh you shoulda seen that cracka ran. black folk is scary

how'd i do?

Black like me, my son!

You ever read that book? It came out in the early 60s? The title come from a poem:

Rest at pale evening...
A tall slim tree...
Night coming tenderly
Black like me.

You bet i did. Catholic school mandatory reading.

Plus, in grade school, we were bored to tears by Sister Mary Gorretti who lectured us about that wonderful Mr. Castro and his valiant efforts to overthrow Batista.

Who says Catholics aren't liberal?