I’m all for being at a concert, but I really don’t understand the logic for anyone paying over $100 for a ticket unless you absolutely will die without seeing them.
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I’m just 100% confident Trump & everyone he knows really got all their information about Black folks from minstrel shows.
Indeed, those who love the status quo have no reason to want to see it changed, so they will cry bloody murder the moment someone says anything negative about it.
I have many negative views on the Democratic Party and those who make up their all-star cast, but in terms of Donna Brazile, I admit not knowing how deeply entrenched in the game she is proved to me that you don’t know the story if you won’t read the book.
This is just going to get a whole extra level of nasty real soon.
I’m not racist.
By all means my friend, we will even put a plate of oxtails in the air for your pops.
Me and your aunt are best friends then because I LOVE PONE WITH RAISINS & A BIT OF BURNT SUGAR EDGES!
The sarcasm all over Levar’s face and the way he rolled his eyes after the first question were all the cues necessary to know this shit was about to GO DOWN HORRIBLY for Cuomo.
The older I get, the more I understand that fundamentally, Spike Lee is SO BROOKLYN.
Same here. We doing the whole shebang:
Hey I don’t make the rules, I just make funny comments for them.
The narrator of that video is quite annoying but the honey badger is the most fitting acronym for Mr. Lynch.
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There’s a Justin Timberlake song out there for this kind of irony.
Funniest part about this as a West Indian, the Caribbean version of this tale is basically your pops or uncle giving you a swig of Wray & Nephew and watch you die for 3 minutes straight because there’s no godforesaken reason your chest should burn that harshly.
So...Virginia Black is a liquor made for people who like uncles at bbqs & social functions that involve stunting in linen for no reason.