....protesting systemic racism when the culprits have racism/fascism so entrenched they truly believe they are not and currently in power or govern the majority of the planets countries.
protesting against racism when you are a human and most likely racist no mater what your skin color... trying to make a change by behaving in a fashion that is identical to the people that you are trying to portray as evil.
seeing it's our last day on earth bro, someone on here no names no pack drill has asked me to inquire as they are frightened of you, here goes were you " raised by a toothless bearded hag " i think that's right ?
twas back in the summer of 95... or 96... stop me if you have heard this one.... we were at my local beach... muriwai beach... for some reason we were drunk ... we always went to the beach with our clothes on, swam in the sea and drove home in our kacks... i dont know why we didnt swim in our kacks and drive home in our clothes... it was hot, we were drunk... anyhu, on the way home down the gravel backroads, we spied a flock of wild turkies .. turkey? whatever... so we thought we'd have roast turkey for dinner.. armed with nothing more than a sack of potatoes and a cricket bat.... you've heard this tale aint ya?
i so hope it isnt our last day. or i will be kicking myself for not taking up a particular offer that has been coming my way of late. was i raised by a toothless hag? naw, the anonymous posters mother left me when i was a baby.
where was i? so..... we sees these turkeys and set out in hunt... i had my lil staffy with me as well... he was in the boot of the viva... we rounded up the turkey/ies and had em cornered in a gorse bush (big nasty prickely thing) weare throwing spuds at em but they wernt moving.. i get a big bolder and drop it into the bush, as one heads out me bro clobbers it with the cricket bat and my dog grabs it... its dead... we can see the farmer standing on his porch half a k away shacking his head at a bunch of guys in their undies throwing spuds at these birds... but the fucks are not his so he dont care... we put the turkey and the dog in the boot and proud of our enterprising off the cuff man vs turkey skills we head home... 5 mins later there is fucken kaos.... the turkey has woke up and is fighting the dog in the boot!!!!! extremely long story short we made sure it was dead this time and ate it a lil later....
