Friday, August 26, 2016

Weekend Humor

A little boy and girl go trick or treating.

They knock on the door of a house and the man who answers it says, "Well, you two are awful cute. Who are you supposed to be?"

"We're Jack and Jill." the girl replied.

The man says, "You can't be Jack and Jill, you're black!"

So, they go off and a while later they come back dressed differently.

They ring the door bell and once again and the man opens the door. "Well now, that is just darn cute. Who are you this time?" He asks.

"We're Hansel and Gretel." says the little boy.

"Well, I hate to disappoint you son, but you can't be Hansel and Gretel because you're black!"

Heads hung low, they leave. Not too much later the man hears the bell ring again. This time when he opens the door there stand the two children but this time they are BUCK NAKED.

"Oh my god!!! And just who are you supposed to be now!?" he asks.

"Chocolate M & M's," said the little girl. "I'm plain. He's got nuts."

Have A Knock Out of a Weekend!

Thursday, August 25, 2016

Wednesday, August 24, 2016

Southern Strategy

And there it is in a nutshell, How racism has been used to divide us as a nation!

Tuesday, August 23, 2016

Monday, August 22, 2016

Will Coons Ever Learn?

If this guy wasn't so pathetic...I could actually feel sorry for him....This is Black Republican Florida State Senator ,Sean P. Jackson...A Trump supporter...One of that one percent...

So Even as Donald Trump suddenly appears to be reversing course with his campaign and begins telling rooms full of white people why he’d make a great President for black people, national polls say that he’s polling within the margin of error of zero percent with African-American voters.

The Trump campaign does have minority outreach efforts, believe it or not...but those in charge of it say the campaign is blowing them off. Worse, Trump’s own top black strategist in Florida, this poor coon in the photo above was thrown out of a Trump rally, essentially for being black.  CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT?

Sean P. Jackson is the head of the Black Republican Caucus of Florida, and he’s also serving as a Donald Trump surrogate in the state. He claims that the head of the Trump campaign in Florida, Karen Giorno, has repeatedly blown off his efforts at getting the campaign to take African-American voters seriously. In fact she apparently couldn’t even remember what he looked like, despite his prominence within the campaign and the numerous conversations they’d had.

When the Secret Service asked Jackson what he was doing backstage at a Donald Trump rally, he identified himself, but none of Trump’s people backstage could vouch for him because none of them recognized him. He claims he asked Karen Giorno to vouch for him, but she said she didn’t recognize him either, so he was escorted out under the assumption he didn’t belong.

What should that tell you? What should be going through his mind?? Why does this poor coon still not get it?
What have they got to say..."GET OUT NIGGER, WE DON'T WANT YOU? before he gets it?

In other words, Donald Trump’s own top campaign people in Florida were unable to distinguish the head of the Black Republican Caucus from any other random black guy when they saw him, so by default he was thrown out for being black. 9I think they thought he was me!)

In Sean P. Jackson’s own words, the Republican Party “Has done a piss-poor job of courting the black vote over fifty years.” Trump’s sudden token mention of black voters is not going to change that.

Someone may have to break it to Sean P. Jackson that he’s wasting his time working for a party that can’t even figure out what he looks like, let alone bother to care about the issues he’s advocating for.

Yes...Somebody tell this coon, please!

Saturday, August 20, 2016

Friday, August 19, 2016

Weekend Humor

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Ronald, ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, Oh my god, you're driving me crazy.." moaned Brenda...

''Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Brenda...more...More...ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu.." moaned Ronald..

Mick's wife Brenda was furiously humping away with her husband's best friend, Ronald, when suddenly the phone rang.

She hopped out of bed and returned to the sweaty sheet after a brief conversation.

"Who was it?" asked Ronald.

"Oh, that was Mick," she replied calmly.

"Oh crap, I'd better be going then!" he said. "Did Mick say where he was?"

"Relax -- he's down at the bar playing a few games of pool with you."she said...

Everybody have a sexiliciously great weekend!

Thursday, August 18, 2016

Tuesday, August 16, 2016

Monday, August 15, 2016

And He Is Pretty Great Too


Sunday, August 14, 2016


"Mommy, can I go to Timmy's blog and play?"

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