Storytime
Whilst walking out of school to my car the other day, some girl started conversation like this (typed as accurately as possible):
“All dem black bitches is mad at me cause I’m peurty”
Now, out of dire curiosity stemming both from the wonder of who could be butchering the language most commonly spoken at my school and who is so much of a narcissist to say that, I turned around.
There, walking about 15 feet behind me was a very, um. Round, white female. I would like to see “dem black bitches” she was referring to, because, well, there aren’t that many people who would be jealous of her looks or her fashion, at least for that day.
