You Know What's Awesome?
I haven't posted in a bit, but you know what's really awesome? When your computer is infected with a virus. And then when you boot your computer, it just hangs at the desktop screen. Sure, you can move the mouse, but you can't click on anything. That fucking rocks. So you have to wipe the hard drive clean and start from scratch again. There's not much better than that. Food tastes better.
You know what's awesome? When people want you to do something for them, but instead of saying "you," they use the word we. And they're asking you, but really, it's a suppressed order. You can hear the annoyance and frustration in their voice. It's really awesome when people do that. I feel. "Why don't we go ahead and take this out to the dumpster." And by we, he really means you. He's not going to help you. He's not including himself in that we. It's a universal we. But you're the only one in that universe.
You know what else is awesome? Having to remember every user name and password for the hundreds of websites you used to visit before wiping your hard drive clean. I love that. It's like a day off of school, or winning the lottery. Whatever the analogy, you feel like God is looking down at you, specifically, and winking and pointing and giving you a thumbs up. Like Buddy Christ. Remembering all those passwords is like a hearty handshake from Buddy Christ.
Here's something even more awesomer. Not only using your children as a vessel to further the tradition of your ignorant and racist views, but also pushing them to be in the spotlight so as to vicariously fulfill your failed dreams and ambitions in life. I think that is just fantastic. I mean, just listen to these doe-eyed cutees.
"We're proud of being white, we want to keep being white," said Lynx. "We want our people to stay white … we don't want to just be, you know, a big muddle. We just want to preserve our race."Yeah, they just want to preserve the white race. They don't want to be a big muddle. They just want to keep being white. Most women (the smart ones anyhow) know that when you have sexual intercourse with a man, you are injected (for lack of a better word) with his skin color.
YOU CAN'T ARGUE WITH HARD SCIENCE
Race mixing will only get you a dirty gene pool. And when the gene pool is murky, you'll find it's tougher to swim through. And tougher to find the answers to those difficult algerbra problems. "How do I fix this leaky faucet? I don't know, I can't see. The gene pool is too dirty." How are you going to find the answers in such a dirty, dirty gene pool. These girls raise a good point.
Now imagine a gene pool that is sparkling clean. You can see the answers to the algerbra test. You feel smarter knowing that you aced that algerbra exam. And as you exit the school building in your custom built transportation device -- see, when you're born as just a head with an arm sticking out, getting around is difficult. But you're thinking clearly, thanks to genetic purity!
And when you get home, you'll fix that leaky faucet, because the problem-solving portion of your brain seems more open and energized. All thanks to your mom, who didn't have sex with a Black man. Instead, she mated with a distant cousin of hers. Sure, he's Irish, but that's okay. You've got brown hair and a pasty white complexion. No one will mistake you for being Black, no sir!
Anyway, I think that's all totally awesome!