Call me a fat chick. Not a single negroe in that film.
Call me a fat chick. Not a single negroe in that film.
Revisit the engine room scenes.
Revisit the engine room scenes.
Call me a fat chick. Not a single negroe in that film.
Revisit the engine room scenes.
Fat chicks can't get painted naked, too many folds to recreate.
Didn't all the niggers die in the engine room burning coal?
Nice metaphor for single motherhood and negligent fathers.
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