>>508397070 (OP)august 15 1987. the day i learned my friend the irish boy had stolen my bike and that his wire like red curly hair, broad bulbous nose, over sized lip and low impulse control combined with this fact to begin destroying my naive hope that the nigger in his wood pile never rear its simian head and devour rapaciously the tender watermelon of our youthful frenship.
but fuckin niggers gonna nig.