When two black guys are having sex, and suddenly one of them dies.
Jamal died last night, the cops be sayin it was death by chocolate!
a small hill with a small incline at the top big enough for two people to sit in.
I sat atop my favorite regnery to watch the morning sun rise.
The police found Donquavius lying in a gutter with a long buller from a buck hunting rifle lodged in his chest. They immediately knew this was the work of a coonhunter.
Rondelle gripped his pistol tightly as sweat dripped down his forehead. He knew that the dreaded negrokiller was nearby, and he wasn't about to be killed by a negrokiller.
The nigslayer waited in the bushes outside the apartment complex for hours before leaping out and slashing Jamelle with a large blade.
Coach: Alright today we're making up nicknames for everyone on the team.
Phil: I want my name to be Nigslayer, or Negrokiller.
Coach: I can't call you that...
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