Lex Jurgen - June 15, 2015
Once again, the white woman posing as a black woman can't catch a break. Rachel Dolezal got stumped by a reporter's question 'are you African-American' and bing-bang-boom she's losing her gig as the head of the Spokane NAACP. You'd think she might've at least rehearsed an answer to that query after years of pretending she was black. Tom Brady had a market tested series of fabricated responses on Deflate=gate within seven minutes. Did I ask to have those footballs deflated? Fair question. Hey, everybody, did you know that the term pigskin is a misnomer as American footballs have always been made from cowhide? I have more amusing sports factoids. Is that my hot Brazilian model wife naked over there?
Rachel Dolezal didn't stand a chance of keeping her NAACP job after a full weekend of Internet meme. Now she spends her first Juneteenth as a defrocked white woman, her Jewfro a sad reminder of the time she was just the conspicuously worst dancer at work parties. But she goes back into the world of caucasoid with the love of a good man. Her boyfriend sat down to pen an R&B ballad about the inviting velvet of his Nubian princess' cooch. It's unknown how he'll react when he learns there's a reason Dolezal's carpet was blond and voted Republican. Not everybody has a second masterpiece in them. Is this a lynching? Let's turn this into some unnecessarily big.
Thanks to Markus Eliance for turning us onto this video. I can't watch this without thinking about him fucking Dolezal while she screams out the names of the Hutu gods.
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