Cracker is damn near innocuous compared to the very real and damaging history of the N word. The idiots in the greys here like to use little slights like that as an excuse to try to be the first one to call the other person racist. They like to use stuff like that as an excuse to act all outraged and show their racist…
First they come for my cracker. Then my mayo. Then all of my food-based slurs for white people. Wonder bread. Saltine. Raisin-based. Sugar-dusted. Vanilla. Glazed.
I don’t use “cracker,” because I find it offensive. I use “cracka,” which is ok and completely different.
“Racist” is one that seems get an angry response more often than not :\
I often wonder if 2019 feels just as exhausting as 1968 must have felt for my parents.
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In the future, could you text me your flight plans before you go?
Ready for Love.
You get a star for ‘sardines’ all by itself.
On his fourth voyage, he did actually set foot in portions of Central America.
Who *doesn’t* love go-go*? Uber whites who LOVE to unrhythmically sway at any outdoor jam band should dig it.
oooohhh out of all the bullshit gentricubes bring to a neighborhood “whining about loud music” is probably a top 3. The sticks that your parents white-flighted to are still there, assholes, and still filled with the silence you crave. Don’t move to a city then complain about city sounds.
That martini and pie combo sounds damn good. I probably would have just been day drunk and rolled with it.
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I love EVERYTHING about this. Everything. But what I love the most...THE KICKS! That was thebombdotcom. I know I don’t know y’all but thanks for sharing a slice of your #verysmartwedding and letting that joy shine over on us too. Wishing you a #verysmartmarriedlife now and forever!
the blackest things about #verysmartwedding, in no particular order
panama’s wife literally had an whole entire EXTRA squad of bridesmaids. never seen a wedding that had bridesmaids coming off the bench, tagging in and out.
we had three wardrobe changes — two of which were almost compromised by clothes that had to be…
That’s why Pastor Yo Quiero Taco Bell needed to sit his thirsty azz down, LOL!
Ugh! This type of shit is why I stopped going to church. Too many damn pimps in the pulpit.
To expound on points 5, 8 and 9 (optics of black church strong on lecherous, decrepit male leadership and short on male soldiers in the Lord’s army in the pews; professionalism and punctiliousness of gospel artist performers; Chernobyl toxic eulogy by Rev. Jasper Williams)....
