Hate
Do you know what I am? I am a chink. Do you know what I hate? I hate those pakis. Red dot on my head, do you want a samosa? Do you really think that the fusioned smell of body odor and curry in your cab is a pleasing offer to Allah? Oh no two all beef patties, special sauce, lettuce, cheese, pickles, onions on a sesame seed bun for you? Oh yeah I forgot that cows are gods and you can’t eat them. They say you wipe your ass with your hand but c’mon you sneak a couple of wipes with that filthy turban right?
