Summer of 1975 I lived in Jersey City, Heights section near St Anne's. No niggers, never saw one unless I went to Journal Square or Central Ave. Anyway ...
I spent two weeks at camp. There were two groups; one white & hispanic, and the niggers. Thankfully segregated tents. Over the two weeks I saw my first examples of basic TNB. Shucking, jiving, ooking, and eeking. Several campers reported minor theft and the nigger population thinned near daily.
They kept singing this song about sardines and pork & beans. But worst of all was the howler monkey shrieks and the daily bullshit we human kids had to deal with. Ever since I have known they weren't "just like us."
My mom got real pissed at me for saying the niggers ruined camp when the parish priest asked how the trip went. Mom was a burgeoning libtard and she just hated being embarassed by my lack of decorum. A condition that persists to this day. Dad slipped me $3, he was a world reknown nigger hater.
To this day I despise niggers.
Sparky, Niggermania 6 Comments
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