The severe headache achieved from listenning to Al Sharpton complain about how every bad thing that happens to every black person is a crime against the African American culture.
Turn that shit off, man. I'm getting a nigraine from listenning to Sharpton's racist ass again.
Last night Rick ate at the Waffle House after drinking a bottle of bourbon. When he got back to my apartment he threw up off the balcony so hard his feet were coming off the ground as he held one hand on the rail and the other on his balls. I was a real nutgrabber.
Today, I passed a large crowd of Black Nationalists waving red, black, and green flags chanting "Glory to Negraine! Glory to the heroes!" and "Hang Whitey from a tree branch!"