Was at Publix earlier, just trying to get some delicious fried chicken. Go over to the self serve area and there's a pack of niggers over there waiting for deli service. The smallest of the brood, a male nog about the age of six, helped itself to a pack of the fuckin mixed fried chicken! Little nigger reached right up and helped itself to a fuckin drumstick. Momma nog finally noticed and put the half eaten drumstick back in the fuckin box and told baby nigger to get him a napkin.
Long story short, I settled in a fuckin frozen pizza tonight. Fucking shameless beasts ruined chicken night forever.
I saw many more horrors in those isles, shit stressed me out to the point that I left my wife in the line to pay so I could get some air. Last time I go to Publix at 5:30pm. Shit's a fuckin jungle at that time.
The urge to uhk uhk ook ook overtook the urge to muh dik, this time. Most coal burners have to learn by way of HIV, herpes, a nigglet, domestic abuse, or some combination of all four.
