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We are in that little transition from Tennessee to Georgia on 24 south. It is a beautiful morning and if you know this area it is particularly amazing - rivers and mountains

and suddenly a car throws all their garbage into the air head of us

Then they do it again. Huge wads of paper and food

I spend the next 10 minutes strategically trying to get alongside these people to see them. It isn't easy

We get alongside to the right of them and it's a fat female baboon passenger with her black boyfriend driving. I look her in the eyes and she looks right back like she wants to kill me

I drop back and get my passenger to take their license plate.

Then I pull up on the other side and slow down right next to the driver and honk my horn. I dont know why. The niggers begin trying to get me to pull over

Then trouble. Traffic goes from 80 to 0 mph. Only for a few minutes but it is an eternity. My female passenger begins freaking out.

When we get out of the traffic I speed up to get way ahead of them to calm my passenger down

We begin discussing the situation I just got us into and we decide that I have a craving for Justice but I do not have the authority to impose it on anyone which makes me pretty much a a liability parallel to the very criminals I hate

We briefly discuss the blackness of the perpetrators and my attitude towards blacks and also the similarity of my behavior to their behavior. I asked her what kind of person I need to be and she said that I need the trust that they are going to have terrible lives with no posterity because of their behavior. Basically I'm supposed to trust Karma.

She says we just left Chicago because you're afraid of violence and now we're outside Chattanooga and you're about to get me killed. It was fairly humourous!

Later they caught up to us and passed us and I said now is my chance to take control of the situation and I took an exit and we're gonna kill sometime and let those people disappear

I am a real asshole sometimes and this is a very good chance for me to examine why and how I can put some limits to it

The reason Chicago made me nervous is that I tended to get into situations with bad people because of this weird Justice thing I have

Apparently geography is not the issue

We are in that little transition from Tennessee to Georgia on 24 south. It is a beautiful morning and if you know this area it is particularly amazing - rivers and mountains and suddenly a car throws all their garbage into the air head of us Then they do it again. Huge wads of paper and food I spend the next 10 minutes strategically trying to get alongside these people to see them. It isn't easy We get alongside to the right of them and it's a fat female baboon passenger with her black boyfriend driving. I look her in the eyes and she looks right back like she wants to kill me I drop back and get my passenger to take their license plate. Then I pull up on the other side and slow down right next to the driver and honk my horn. I dont know why. The niggers begin trying to get me to pull over Then trouble. Traffic goes from 80 to 0 mph. Only for a few minutes but it is an eternity. My female passenger begins freaking out. When we get out of the traffic I speed up to get way ahead of them to calm my passenger down We begin discussing the situation I just got us into and we decide that I have a craving for Justice but I do not have the authority to impose it on anyone which makes me pretty much a a liability parallel to the very criminals I hate We briefly discuss the blackness of the perpetrators and my attitude towards blacks and also the similarity of my behavior to their behavior. I asked her what kind of person I need to be and she said that I need the trust that they are going to have terrible lives with no posterity because of their behavior. Basically I'm supposed to trust Karma. She says we just left Chicago because you're afraid of violence and now we're outside Chattanooga and you're about to get me killed. It was fairly humourous! Later they caught up to us and passed us and I said now is my chance to take control of the situation and I took an exit and we're gonna kill sometime and let those people disappear I am a real asshole sometimes and this is a very good chance for me to examine why and how I can put some limits to it The reason Chicago made me nervous is that I tended to get into situations with bad people because of this weird Justice thing I have Apparently geography is not the issue

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one of the neat things about down south is that overly irritating nigs have a tendency to disappear. police dont even bother investigating unless its obvious and brazenly rubbed in their faces what happened.