thoushallhustle
All Star
Why, did he shove a plunger up your bunghole
you fukking whore
no honey i know your pops told you it was normal and everyone did it but its not
Why, did he shove a plunger up your bunghole
you fukking whore
i have a million stories bout that shytnikkas cant really tell you shyt about the civil rights movement.
no honey i know your pops told you it was normal and everyone did it but its not
stop fronting. You know daddy put it in that butt more than once. He tore that p*ssy open for the first time then passed you to uncle Joe on the holidays.
Explains why you're such a confused touched slut today
stop fronting. You know daddy put it in that butt more than once. He tore that p*ssy open for the first time then passed you to uncle Joe on the holidays.
Explains why you're such a confused touched slut today
My parents are wonderful
and did so much for me
the only thing that they fukked up with is:
from 2nd thru 8th grade they forced me to go to a mostly white school because they thought that it was better than the other ones
-they grew up thru segregation and thought that the school was the answer
- that school was a living hell
-I faced pure racism everyday
-I had to catch a bus at 5 am to switch buses at another school just to get there by 8am
-my 1st day i got jumped by 5 white dudes(luckily I was bigger than anyone in the school, so i whooped their ass)
- I was the only black male in my grade and all the racism was aimed at me
-they would post signs onthe water fountain saying "whites only"
-once 8 white dudes got together during art class and made their own Klu Klux Klan outfits and marched around me during recess with signs saying "****** Go Home"
- Even some of my teachers were racist, One, Ms. McKenzie, was the worst- during Black History month this bytch would play all the fukked up movies about the civil rights era or slavery and crack jokes.
-She would say "if you are uncomfortable watching this you can go to the library" the one black chick in my class would leave and some of the non-racist white kids would but I stayed to show that I wasnt running from shyt
-When she played "Roots" she would rewind it and say"let's watch them go back to Africa"
I use to go home and beg my parents to take me out that school but my mom refused
- i use to dream about shooting up the school
- I prolly would if my pops owned a handgun(all he had was a million shotguns so no way to sneak it on the bus)
-the funny thing tho was all the white girls loved me, they would sneak notes to me and get me to meet them in the gym and mess around
- the first time i got my dikk sucked was by this white girl Patrica when I was 12 in this deep ass ditch at school
-The white broads would ask me how did i get my legs to be so much thicker than the white boys and how did i get my hair to be curly
-My grades were better than most and I was in the gifted program and the same racist ass cacs would ask me to help them cheat on test, I was like gtfoh cracker
- i had to fight a cac everyday at school, then i would beat their ass , it was almost like they had a black male fetish for abuse
there were more black kids in the other grades but for some reason my class only had 1 black male and one black female
- i spoke perfect grammar back then becasue i wanted to show that i was better than them hicks
- they would go to the other black kids and say "Marcus, say Shrimp" Marcus would pronounce Shirmp like "Skrimp" and they would laugh
-they would go up to Cheryl and say "Cheryl say Oil" and she would pronounce it "Earl" and they would chuckle it up
after awhile they would try to be cool with me and say fukked up shyt like "Caucer, you are cool, you are not like the other black people, you make good grades and dress nice
alot of the white dudes were 2 yrs older than me because they kept failing grades, yet they would pop shyt
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after 8th grade I went to a 99.9% black high school and played football and enjoyed life
no honey i know your pops told you it was normal and everyone did it but its not
stop fronting. You know daddy put it in that butt more than once. He tore that p*ssy open for the first time then passed you to uncle Joe on the holidays.
Explains why you're such a confused touched slut today
You realize this post says more about you than the chick you're addressing, right?
you wrote that a little too good? speaking from experience?
Awe thanks@Obsession this is late but welcome to the coli
Resent is a bit strong but the only thing I really disliked was that my dad moved us down here to bumfukked Tennessee away from all the rest of the extended family when I was a kid.
I guess he felt it was for the best since it was for a job... It's just now that I'm older looking back on it it basically amounted to a lateral move at best cuz we didn't end up living a radically financially enriched lifestyle. If you gonna have to give up all the family and friends you know and love for that kind of career move, then it should be a life changing vertical move.
What part?? I grew up in Tennessee, in Clarksville.
Never mind, I just saw it. Martin...damn, I feel sorry for you bruh. I had some friends that went to UT-Martin and had nothing but bad shyt to say about that place.
I was about to make this thread when I got off work.
I hate my family for being poor as shyt and doing nothing about it, then deciding to have kids. Then for not having a single respectable male figure in anyone's life in my family. All I got is women everywhere, and nikkas in and out of jail. nikkas gave me no fukking chance to make shyt of myself. I'm out here every God damn day trying to become better than everyone before, while still picking up the fukking pieces and crumbs of this bullshyt left behind.
Everybody leaning on me like I'm the fukking messiah.
This why I don't want kids.
This why I don't respect no one who had ANYTHING handed to them. All you silver spoon nikkas can eat a dikk.
This why I ALWAYS give what I can to ANY bum on the street, or any man selling flowers or newspapers or little kids that come up to me selling candy. I don't eat the shyt, but I love you, I will buy it. This why I live by the phrase someone always has it worse.
I remember always being told we couldn't afford it... Can't afford it. Kids got new bikes and video games and they scrounging threw the closet looking for old clothes to hand me.
I can go on forever. I remember lights being off in my crib and sleeping at other people's houses for a bit. Running extension cord out the windows to the nearest outlet.
No food in the crib for weeks. Eating ramekins noodles three times a day.
Told me if I got good grades in school I would be rewarded never believed them
fukk that shyt.