What. a. moron. Touré… the first word in Twitter.
Turdé makes a living being a color. What a sad existence. What a shitty army to be drafted in to.
It’s like the shittiest union in the world. At least with a union gig, you theoretically have something noble in common with your fellow gang members. In the race union, you’re stuck there with people who just happen to have one little insignificant thing in common with you. Axe-murderer? Rapist? Nobel Prize winner? Doesn’t matter. Color match.
Absolute lowest common denominator. And Satan smiles.
Chuck – any bets he can’t even define “race?” Yet another paradigm failure.
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Alley Behind Castle; Steven Givler, 2011
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