MN Manmacker's mansploitation
Thumper do blame Obama. You seen that nigga dance? He ruint it. He ruint it for the whole country.
Eventually Thumper and Jamella got to dancing to the buttnugget rock pooping outta the speakers, shit, music got so bad in the last thirty-four years, what happened? Thumper do blame Obama. You seen that nigga dance? He ruint it. He ruint it for the whole country.
But Thumper and Jamella was both proper niggas, not Kenyans, so they danced like ain’t nothing matter. Rico was much too cool to dance. He sat at the table drinking his whatever like a lonely lasagna.
From Deep on the Downlow
It’s the single limpest-dick thing to ever exist.
Inside the apartment, Jamella said something incomprehensivish and snuggled onto the couch, where she fell asleep fast as a drunk bitch on a couch. Thumper stood there like a disappointed nigga with a hardon and a sigh lingering in his lungs.
“What’s wrong?” Rico asked. He done microwave up a “uncrustable”. You hearda that? It’s a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, but it comes frozen and don’t got no crust on the bread. It’s the single limpest-dick thing to ever exist. A uncrustable is a peanut butter and jelly sandwich for niggas whose mamas don’t love ‘em. Weak as lipton tea. Shit’s bullshit, nigga.
From Deep on the Downlow
Lipton tea and Uncrustables are trademarks of the whoever, I dunno, look it up yourselves, dumbasses.