Sniffer Joe: Gonna have a little fun here. I bet one of you boys is called Trayvon? Am I right? Maybe more than one boy. How about you girls – any Jemima’s here? There’s gotta be at least one Jemima. Got to be. I remember when I was a little nappy-headed boy and I’m not kidding you, I had a nappy head…anyway my mother, I mean my Mama used to make me Aunt Jehadi…uh, Jemima pancakes, and I will always remember how good they tasted, all covered with ‘lasses and melted margarine. That was some good eaten’ shit alright. Sorry for the bad word, but I just want you to know how much I love Aunt Jiminy’s pancakes.
Boys and girls, why are you so quiet? Some of you don’t look happy. Did I say something that bothers you? If I offended, it’s because I’m an ignorant ol’ white man. Tell me, what did I say that was offensive? I promise, whatever it is, you each get $500 just for having lunch with me. Are we freinds? Gimme a High Five, Trayvon.
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Mammy!
I’m coming home to ya, Mammy!
Mammy!
My little Mammy!
I’d walk a million miles
For one of your smiles
My Mammy! Oh oh oh…
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“You boys are staying away from that crack stuff now, right? I’d hate to see you put away for 20 years because my crime bill.”
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SNS, singing Shortening bread was no big deal back in those days. Just about every kid had heard it at one time or another from their moms or even sung it in grade school as a folk song. How about for all the crackers out there, “Jimmy crack corn and I don’t care”, I loved the old Bugs Bunny cartoon singing that or the song about John Henry the steel driving man etc. Everything to the left is racist and its always Whitey’s fault.
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That’s gotta be a parody. Nobodies that stupid.
LOL, I guess I should have read the title.
Purp E Traders
Sup dogs
“That’s gotta be a parody. Nobodies that stupid.”
Hold my breakfast tacos.
My son smokes crack just like you boys.
I Reign and you will eat drink and be merry
So THAT’S why he had that hard hat on backwards.
He was confused as to which group he was pandering to that day, so he he turned it around because he thought it would make him be “down wit de yutes”.
…should have had this playing in the background…
https://youtu.be/4v5rsEa9vUI?si=6xIOIQsr9l_Zz1p1
Jackass Joe sez: “So help me I’ll have them n!gg&rs eating fried chicken for the next 200 years!”
Plagiarized from LBJ…
Apparently Uncle Leo is Joe Biden’s attorney
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george’s uncle leo stealing books
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o353VpVK7xw&ab_channel=MarkBittner
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Sniffer Joe: Gonna have a little fun here. I bet one of you boys is called Trayvon? Am I right? Maybe more than one boy. How about you girls – any Jemima’s here? There’s gotta be at least one Jemima. Got to be. I remember when I was a little nappy-headed boy and I’m not kidding you, I had a nappy head…anyway my mother, I mean my Mama used to make me Aunt Jehadi…uh, Jemima pancakes, and I will always remember how good they tasted, all covered with ‘lasses and melted margarine. That was some good eaten’ shit alright. Sorry for the bad word, but I just want you to know how much I love Aunt Jiminy’s pancakes.
Boys and girls, why are you so quiet? Some of you don’t look happy. Did I say something that bothers you? If I offended, it’s because I’m an ignorant ol’ white man. Tell me, what did I say that was offensive? I promise, whatever it is, you each get $500 just for having lunch with me. Are we freinds? Gimme a High Five, Trayvon.
Mammy!
I’m coming home to ya, Mammy!
Mammy!
My little Mammy!
I’d walk a million miles
For one of your smiles
My Mammy! Oh oh oh…
“You boys are staying away from that crack stuff now, right? I’d hate to see you put away for 20 years because my crime bill.”
SNS, singing Shortening bread was no big deal back in those days. Just about every kid had heard it at one time or another from their moms or even sung it in grade school as a folk song. How about for all the crackers out there, “Jimmy crack corn and I don’t care”, I loved the old Bugs Bunny cartoon singing that or the song about John Henry the steel driving man etc. Everything to the left is racist and its always Whitey’s fault.
No watermelon?