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I go to Ollie’s to kill some time and find some spices I want. There’s one register with a line at least 10 people deep. A couple niggers and some white trash knockong me over with the stench of stale cigarette smoke strong enough to knock you down.

As I’m walking to the back of the line with my chopped onions and taco seasoning, people are waiving me forward to go in front of them. Mighty White of them.

I see an old lady who’s about to open up another register. I’m anticipating the niggers to cut everyone but then here comes two nasty young coal burners. The old lady says she can take the next customer. I don’t move even though everyone is telling me to go ahead. The white trash laugh as they cut everyone.

Fuck you. You’re a fucking disgrace.

I go to Ollie’s to kill some time and find some spices I want. There’s one register with a line at least 10 people deep. A couple niggers and some white trash knockong me over with the stench of stale cigarette smoke strong enough to knock you down. As I’m walking to the back of the line with my chopped onions and taco seasoning, people are waiving me forward to go in front of them. Mighty White of them. I see an old lady who’s about to open up another register. I’m anticipating the niggers to cut everyone but then here comes two nasty young coal burners. The old lady says she can take the next customer. I don’t move even though everyone is telling me to go ahead. The white trash laugh as they cut everyone. Fuck you. You’re a fucking disgrace.

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You and I must share a dryer.