![]() Everything is "A party over here!" with you people, isn't it?.Little by little we're blending and merging until one day we're all going to be one united people, living and working and dancing together like the news, or Ally McBeal, or the people that work at Saturn! And we've gotta stop it before it's too late!.It's time to release our secret weapon.They look at me and all they see are my full breasts and my narrow waist that tapers to my pert backside. They look at you and all they see is a threatening black man.And cute, too, in a Theo Huxtable kind of way. "Atomic core", eh? Let's see what this so-called button does.Slaves cooked that chicken! Ain't no white man know about no sixteen herbs and spices and giblets! The computer! Another idea stolen from the black man!.Oh, shit! It's Macy Grey with pork chop sideburns!.Hey, look out, black man, he's got a gun! (gunshot) I'm hit, but my vest caught it, bitch!.So when you say "Good Morning" to me, what you're really saying is "I'm going to kill your black ass first thing in the morning"! "It's all Good" which it is, or "Good Will Hunting", meaning, "I'm hunting niggers". "Good" is an ancient Anglo-Saxon word "Go-od" meaning "absence of colour", i.e. Let me tell you something about the word "good", brother.There's times for falling apart, and there's times for gettin' funky.and say "what it is" to Undercover Brother. It's time to say goodbye to Anton Jackson.Caucasian overload! Caucasian overlord!. ![]() Who the hell are you, woman?! You're the Grim Reaper, ain'tcha?! I don't wanna go to hell!.
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