A homeless nigga, a laughable crazy bastard, hurled his poo at two white women. Wham Bam, Ma'ams.
This led to every possible crappy poop joke short of using the word SHIT.
Ha ha ha.
Staffers were sitting in the head, thinking up headlines that would be a gas. The Daily News:
What a quote from the mayor, that piece of shit. The turd he dropped was: "We're not going to allow these kind of things to happen in our city."
EXCEPT, (cue the Bette Davis impression), YA DID, Bill. YA DID!
Who lets nigga crazies roam the streets? Mayor De Lousio, that's who. His wife looks like a homeless tramp, after all. As soon as he came to power, the word on the street was: "Do watchoo want. Shoot guns off and kill little babies if they happen to be on the street, or in an apartment watching TV. Slash passersby if they're women who can't fight back. Deal drugs all ya want. Carry a knife or even a gun and you won't be searched. Run around naked or put on a Muppet costume and fleece tourists. Park your stinky halal food truck on the sidewalk and sell your garbage. It's ALL good. Panhandling is legal, yo."
Everything's gone downhill because of De Lousio, and now this moron has the nerve to insist "We're not going to allow these kind of things to happen in our city."
Every possible insane thing is happening in the city. Faggot morons dance naked in Times Square, spitting on cops. Arrogant self-entitled nitwits who don't even speak English thunder and rage in public about their "right" to be illegal aliens. And a human gorilla storms around flinging shit at people. If this was part of a novel, people would say "Oh, come on, you are letting your imagination go wild. How cynical and ridiculous. Even a crazy nigga wouldn't be crazy enough to spend all day throwing shit at white women. And why would a spindly faggot think he could get away with disrupting Times Square and MERELY be charged with disorderly conduct?
Thanks to being tipped off, the cops found "the mad pooper" in a homeless shelter.
The only interesting part of the capture is that the raving maniac clammed up as he was perp-walked to the po-lice station. A reporter kept asking, "Why did you do it," and he ignored her. Sure, he didn't have a bag of shit to throw in her face.
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