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What are my readers turning into pussies or Obama machines? It's a joke! No one has the balls to comment on my post about the Blacks in my Neighborhood. You are whimps, I am the one who has to live with this disgrace right next door. What is the world coming to? No one will call it like they see it anymore, much less admit that they agree. I am so enraged I could go out and vote for Sarah Palin that's the point you have all pushed me too now. I hope that you are proud of yourselves. In reality you should be ashamed of yourselves.

Blacks in My Neighborhood

Well, here I am in Grafton, a white town or so I thought. It turns out my neighbor is a fat black. I should have known with the RV and old boat parked on the side of the driveway that it wasn't going to be good. Sure enough what do I see out my window, but a big black sitting on the stoop just staring into space. You wouldn't mind, but this is an everyday occurrence. I know that she is just living off the fat of the land. It makes my blood boil. And her backyard is littered with ridiculous lawn furniture and a pool, which I found surprising since I know that "they" typically avoid water. You know that this summer will be the cookouts with the whooping and the hollering. I found her this morning sitting on my deck, she knows no boundaries. Of course, no tolerance Nini barks up a storm at her, but she won't move. I think that I am going to convince my Mommy and Daddy to put up a barbwired fence to send a clear message.