Well see here is the thing, there was a bunch of chicks weaving cotton by hand, and then one day they decided they were not going to do what their husbands told them anymore, and one husband happened to be a bit of a tinkerer. So after many hours in his garage he invented a replacement for women. The Cotton Gin.

Drunk niggers

The blacks refused to pick Juniper berries so the American south had to come up with a substitute.