An honest open discussion about race.
Dear fellas, I can't believe how fast things move on the outside. I saw a nigger once when I was a kid, but now they're everywhere. The world went and got itself in a big damn hurry. Erock got me into this halfway house called "The Compound" and a job doing broadcasting. It's hard work and I try to keep up, but my hands hurt most of the time. I don't think the program director likes me very much. Sometimes after work, I go to the park and feed nana. I keep thinking Sue might just show up and say hello, but she never does. I hope wherever she is, she’s doin' okay and gettin' new breasts. I have trouble sleepin' at night. I have bad dreams like I'm falling. I wake up scared. Sometimes it takes me a while to remember where I am. Maybe I should get me a gun and shoot a nigger so they'd send me away. I could shoot Opie while I was at it, sort of like a bonus. I guess I'm too old for that sort of nonsense any more. I don't like it here. I'm tired of being afraid all the time. I've decided not to stay. I doubt they'll kick up any fuss. Not for an old shockjock like me.Hopefully next he swings from the rafters.
Im going to just heckin say it, every time I post, i'm just waiting for you to drop this fuckin hammer on my face.Relationships are like gum.
Yeah? Are they?
Dis guy gets itRelationships are like gum.
Yeah? Are they?
Like, exactly! I could probably forgive quite a few personality flaws if someone was funny enough - separate the art from the artist & whatnot - but AntH doesn't do anything funny nowadays so all that's left is his 'personality'.Like, there isn't even a hint of comedy to it. He just sounds like he's melting down.