Some of you may remember my post about my son’s basketball team. They’re just really good, and that’s fantastic and all, but today’s spectacle has my anxiety on 10. Today was the first day of their Christmas tournament and their first game was against an all nigger team. The niggers just always expect our boys to be “weak whites,” but they beat the shit out of the team by 30 points. Of course we were clapping and cheering for our boys. The nigger parents kept yelling and screaming and saying everything was “unfair,” implying the referees were ruling in our kids favor (not the case). By the end of the game, the nigger parents stood up, started stomping around and trying to intimidate us like they wanted a fight. A nigger spectator started waving a gun around, saying, “TRY ME, juss TRY ME!” The tournament was canceled for the day and spectators aren’t allowed for the duration of the tournament. Everything these animals get ahold of turns to shit. My son loves his team and this sport more than anything. I guess whites aren’t allowed to be good at basketball now.
So only one was actually black, the other two were white boys, probably about 10-13 years old I would guess.
They all dressed and walked and behaved in typical pack nigger manner. They were all being suss in the woolies. To his credit, the actual nigger was the most casual and skilfull at hiding his stolen goods, followed by the one with the rats tail plait, the third looked like a good boy who had only recently turned into a wayward nigger.
An old white man was helplessly following them around, looking distressed, occasionally pointing at them and trying to get staff's attention. Everybody else in the store was looking away or pretending they didn't see anything.
They walked right past me, wayward boy last with chip packets or something visible and buldging out of his hoodie front pockets. I said to him "You guys are not even being subtle. We can all see you're stealing!" And he hurried out quicker.
I had only just finished putting my groceries on the conveyor belt (a small top up shop) when they came struting back in through a (closed) register lane (or two) down from me. I yelled out "Stop being a pack of niggers!" And they quickly disappeared into the shop and I didn't see them again.
Not a single person batted an eye but the Chinese mum at the register next to me stifled a smile. Indian chick at the register served me very friendly and didn't seem like she took any offence at all.
The elderly man had finally gotten to talk to a staff member who called some code over the speakers.
I don't give a shit if people steal from woolies. I would prefer they be subtle about it though so I could join everyone in pretending our society is not so far decayed. I do care when I see good looking white boys acting like niggers.
Overall my response was grounded in "Never relax around blacks". I know gangs of youths can be viciously violent and I had my young children with me so didn't want to take any unnecessary risks.
Rats Tail (and obviously, Real Nigger) were too far gone, but if I was alone (or maybe even if it happens again, not the first time I've seen them, but I usually see them prowling not in the act) I would have grabbed the Wayward Boy's arm, knocked all his stolen product out of his pockets and given him a lecture about how associating with niggers and acting like one is bad, and ask him what happened to his father. 99% chance the other two would have fled but I didn't want to risk a pack attack with my children in a store where everyone wants to look away.
I went to the bank today to do something that a teller can't do. I scheduled my visit and the bank was very cordial. While sitting with the banker some niggers came in and wanted to file for death beneficiary. That was not how they worded the request. At any rate, the teller said she couldn't help with that and they would need to schedule a visit as the banker needed was with a customer.
The nog's reponse was, "Well, we're customers too."
I hate niggers. They are ignorant and entitled. No thought went through that nigger's head, except "gibs me wut I wants now."
