Cowboy walks into a bar, sees the bartender is a nigger.
Cowboy says "nigger, git me a beer"
Bartender ignores the slur and give him a beer.
The cowboy slams the drink and says "NIGGER, git me another beer"
The bartender now frustrated says "YOU WANNA KNOW WHAT THIS IS LIKE?? YOU COME BACK HERE AND BE THE BARTENDER!!"
so the nigger and cowboy switch places.
The nigger says "HONKEY ASS CRACKA, git me a beer!"
The cowboy replies "we don't serve niggers here"
Here's to Mag, that dirty old hag, that filthy, slimy slut. Green fungus grows between her toes and maggots crawl her butt. May the bleeding piles torment you, may corns grow upon your feet. May crabs the size of lobsters crawl o're your balls and eat. And when you're old and grey and a syphilitic wreck, may you fall through yer own asshole and break your fucking neck.
A little known... lovely Irish pub ditty from County Cork (or maybe it was Limerick) passed down for 5 generations now, I tell ye.
I love my people.
The Irish Love of Poetry and Drinking,
Makes me wish us English had successfully exterminated them.
You tried, laddy. Remember 1855 and 6? Remember 1916?
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