Well folks I am outa the crap hole and in the house out where there are no niggers. Yesterday I had the moving truck loaded and before I left I walked over to my mailbox to get the last mail. I was coming back and ran into a gaggle of niglets playing in the street. One was yelling to another to put his shirt on. The lille nig nog was telling him eff you nigga.

Another niglet had a remote control car and was running it all over the place. A mexican in his van came down the way. The niglet started running the car all over so the guy could not pass. He waited but must have had someplace to be. He moved on by and crushed the car. The niglet started to chimpout on how he was going to tell his pappy and get his ass kicked.

The mexican flipped the niglet off and kept on going. He was probably visiting friends. His tag was from two counties over. It was funny. That car was busted into a million pieces. I told the niglet to clean things up so other cars would not be damaged. It just walked off ooking and eeking some nigger babble.