Fuck dealing with niggers! Anywhere they are, I leave. Local hardware stores, mom&pop butcher's and markets, pick ur pail patches. Plus the for is usually more fresh than you'd get in a big box. Fuck working with and especially for niggers.
If im travelling and need to stop to eat somewhere i keep driving until i know that whoever is preparing my food; A. Doesnt automatically blame all the problems with their existence on me. B. Is less likely to spit in my food or give me a fucked up order.
What's the difference between fear, and paranoia?
The same as the difference between racism and pattern recognition I would guess. All the bad luck ive had at restaurants directly correlates to the race of the server, cook, etc. Stuff floating in drinks, hamburger with no meat, picking up trash off the floor then immediately making a sandwich, pizza folded in half in the delivery box. Could just be bad luck but I seem to have less bad luck when avoiding those places.
So do we. If we forget to pack snacks before we leave.
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