Just got back from the supermarket, was uneventful, except when it came time to leave. I picked the one register with a human cashier, and the nigger in front of me, some sheboon in dem PINK sweats, with the scgraggly no-weave/weave taken out hurr, on da foam (of course) with some other nigger on da speaker foam. The human girl was quite efficient at ringing up her EBT shit, which constituted itself of chiggin from da rotisserie, iceberg lettuce, a large size bottle of cheap "ranch" dressing, something in a can, I couldn't figure out.. cheap "tomato sauce," maybe, and a two liter plastic jug of sto' bran' cola. Anyways, the coon started yelling on da foam about gettin' dem black 'un milds, while the nigger on speaker kept saying something that sounded like "UHN. UHN. UHN.
So, she turns to the cashier and demands those cheap cigars - with nigger names like "Game," from da rack. The cashier couldn't find what it was squaking, so it yelled louder.
I SAID TOO-UH DEM BLACK UN MIIIILDS-UH!
TWO-UH DEM GRAYP-UH
AN TREE UH DEM GREEN APPA.
Of course, it repeated itself a few times.
GREEN APPA. YEA DEMS TREE UH DEM
Finally, the thing fucking left, and of course, just grabbed its shit and ran, without putting the cart back, leaving it in my and an old lady's way. I said something like "They don't know how to put things away, do they?," and the cashier and old lady shook their heads and laughed. I'm suspecting some niggermania in both. Anyways, no more niggers this weekend! One and done!
Shittin' Niglets, Niggermania 7 Comments
[12/4/2017 3:23:28 PM]
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Submitted By: Katie