At my local black bookstore.
im in korea right now im going to see if amazon has it that's right down my alley
At my local black bookstore.
It's called Blacks in Science by Ivan Van Sertima. You can buy it directly from his site here Booksim in korea right now im going to see if amazon has it that's right down my alley
im in korea right now im going to see if amazon has it that's right down my alley
How's Korea?
Had a feeling that cat was special.
Voted to make who poster of the year? I know you suffer from from multiple personality disorder, not to mention repressed homosexuality and progeria and that is very difficult for you to cope with but you've been ranting gibberish more than usual lately.Bald clowns like @Mephistopheles actually voted to make this faggit poster of the year once upon a time.
You'll be Mumbling gibberish when I ddt you through the hood of a carVoted to make who poster of the year? I know you suffer from from multiple personality disorder as well as repressed homosexuality and progeria but you've been ranting gibberish more than usual lately.
You need to DDT your wife through the hood of a car. Maybe you'll give her a traumatic brain injury that turns her into a drooling retard and that delays her now-inevitable suicide stemming from having to lay with your musty, swagless near-sighted Cape Verdean Peter Griffin ass every night.You'll be Mumbling gibberish when I ddt you through the hood of a car
Dap fishing for props from racist cacs and always talking about men's dikk sizes on your mechanic and tax man aliases. It's disgusting and I think it needs to stop.
How can you notice me in all these threads unless you were there. You telling on yourself. You were there cabin, I was there hating. Fix your fukkin self. If a bytch like @Mephistopheles dapped me I'd ko him.
You'll be Mumbling gibberish when I ddt you through the hood of a car
Just curious, what is it with you two? I see y'all exchange some words with each other from time to time.You need to DDT your wife through the hood of a car. Maybe you'll give her a traumatic brain injury that turns her into a drooling retard and that delays her now-inevitable suicide stemming from having to lay with your musty, swagless near-sighted Cape Verdean Peter Griffin ass every night.