God, I wish you had a point to debate with.

I think her point was that youre a spear chucker.

Yep. That was my point. At least I didn't call her a nigger lover.

And a fine point at that. I feel the substance and purpose coming forth.

Shut up Aunt Jemimah, go chuck a spear and when youre done with that make me fucking pancakes.

How about some chitlins and cornbread? Some pickled pig feet.

You're the hick from NC, why don't you cook some?

Obviously this so called debate has gone into the sewer. I for one would like to be shown where I called anyone racist. I'll just ignore the latest comments.

With you there. This is no debate.

That'd be funny if I was from North Carolina. And it'd be even funnier if Charlotte wasn't the second largest banking seat in the country, if the average income wasn't 80k or higher, and if it wasn't almost completely populated by white upper class yuppies from the northeast. This is the furthest thing from the sticks. Trust me.

Personally? I'm from Charleston. I like cornbread, ham, fatback, butter beans, peanut butter and jelly, carrots, oatmeal, grits, pizza, sushi, and spinach.

I hate steak, pork chops, peas, grapes, creamed corn, and vanilla ice cream.

I like books about post-apocalyptic survival, historical fiction, fantasy, sci-fi, and true crime. I've also been known to read a romance novel or two when the mood strikes me.

I enjoy bubble baths.

I named my cat after a Russian pr0n star.

I play 8 instruments. I play 6 of them well. And 3 of them extremely well.

I've been known to intellectually and emotionally manipulate people when it suits my mood or I have something to gain.

I've got strawberry blonde hair, green eyes, some freckles, and an unholy love of shoes.

My mom's name is Donna. She's a "free spirit" who makes her living off of making sweet grass baskets, pinestraw baskets, pottery, and various crafts. And teaching people to make em. My stepdad's name is David, and he's a retired fire chief on the Nuclear Weapons Station outside of Charleston. My brother Jarrell lives off the interest from his investments and smokes a lot of weed. My sister Valerie is a part time nurse, full time slut. I have a boyfriend named Richard who manages an employment firm.

My favorite color is yellow.

There. Now we're all acquainted. YOUR TURN!

I dunno. Apparently the same place where I said blacks are whiners.

Wow. Hit something there, and I thought it was all fun and games.

What? You don't like yellow?

No, I had no idea what I said would draw that much information from you.
You identify with your heritage rather strongly. Hmm.

So I guess you really don't like yellow.

Blue?

Blue is nice. So is not avoiding debate.

You can't just say "blue is nice". What kind of blue? Royal blue? Navy blue? Powder blue?

And how come you have a bunch of serial killers and their addresses on your thingy? I wrote to Richard Ramirez when I was 11.

Yeah, this is getting nowhere.

Billy went to go play paintball with his brother. He won't be back for a while.


You shall fill his void. So get this, man. I bought this new sweater. It was on sale for $79.99. Now I'm not really a fan of brown. But this brown was rich. I loved it. So I bought it. Then I got home and realized that my brown suede heels aren't the same shade and don't even remotely match. I went shopping and found the perfect pair, but Journey's didn't have my size in stock. So I ordered it online. And it hasn't come yet. 9 days. Can you believe it?