Name: Anonymous 2007-01-13 10:28
Gather round, children. Its story time.
This is a tale of a black man who wished to experience the wonders of the white mans world.
Once upon a time there was a black man named Curtis. Curtis was your typical nigger, loved his watermelon and chickens, unemployed. But one day, after watching his stolen television, a thought ran through his shriveled African brain. This thought came after watching a commercial about a generic white man riding his generic car to his generic workplace.
"Dat white man be rich yo, what if I wuz white"
Curtis thought hard about this, and decided to disguise himself as a white man, and see how the normal white man lives.
He bought some skin toned colored paint, and painted his face, hands, and feet. He then mugged and killed a white businessman walking down the back alleys of his office building, and took his suit and briefcase.
He was now, a white man.
He entered the office building of the slain white man, and continued to see what riches the white man world had in store for him. People greeted him, and he nodded his hybrid afro-white head back at them.
He was confronted by a security guard, who asked him to show proper identification. He said, "Yo sure cracka i be gettin dat shit h'old up yo" The guard saw the negro speak with his huge, fleshy nigger lips, and heard his slang.
Curtis said "yo i broke mah cover", and ran out of the building, while numerous guards were chasing him.
He ran, and ran, and finally he reached the Ghetto, his home.
But, unfortunately for him, he still looked like a rich white man, and the local Africans, his niggas, shot him, right then and there.
Do not try to be something you are not.
THE END
This is a tale of a black man who wished to experience the wonders of the white mans world.
Once upon a time there was a black man named Curtis. Curtis was your typical nigger, loved his watermelon and chickens, unemployed. But one day, after watching his stolen television, a thought ran through his shriveled African brain. This thought came after watching a commercial about a generic white man riding his generic car to his generic workplace.
"Dat white man be rich yo, what if I wuz white"
Curtis thought hard about this, and decided to disguise himself as a white man, and see how the normal white man lives.
He bought some skin toned colored paint, and painted his face, hands, and feet. He then mugged and killed a white businessman walking down the back alleys of his office building, and took his suit and briefcase.
He was now, a white man.
He entered the office building of the slain white man, and continued to see what riches the white man world had in store for him. People greeted him, and he nodded his hybrid afro-white head back at them.
He was confronted by a security guard, who asked him to show proper identification. He said, "Yo sure cracka i be gettin dat shit h'old up yo" The guard saw the negro speak with his huge, fleshy nigger lips, and heard his slang.
Curtis said "yo i broke mah cover", and ran out of the building, while numerous guards were chasing him.
He ran, and ran, and finally he reached the Ghetto, his home.
But, unfortunately for him, he still looked like a rich white man, and the local Africans, his niggas, shot him, right then and there.
Do not try to be something you are not.
THE END