I'm at a Jersey Mike's today. The staff is all White, but the couple in front of me in line are niggers. The old silverback wearing a wife beater is so simple/niggerfied that the boon has to order for him. She starts out, "An he's havin a blahblah." Then the buck gets upset and tries to order for himself, but what comes out of his mouth is mumbled niggerbabble that no one can understand. He points wildly at the menu board, talking coonspeak.

She says, "He want more fried onions on it, an plenty mayonnaise." Not soon afterward, I see the boon has summoned the manager to a serious discussion concerning the amount of their check. I know why restaurants used to be "Whites Only."