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oh woe. i am prejudice. OMG! IF YOU YELL AT BLACK PEOPLE, YOU ARE SO OBVIOUSLY PREJUDICE!! at least you are in the eyes of Brittany whateverthehellherlastnameis. bah. it's not that i hate black people, but i can't stand the ones that talk black to make your feel white, or accuse you of "hatin," if you yell ast them or antagonize them or (in the case of teachers) send them to time out. well, i antagonized Little Miss Brittany through out the last half of third, and have automatically become prejudice.
following this logic, i also hate hispanics, canadians, brasillians, boys, columbians, russians, girls, englandians (o_O?), myself, alaskians (no i don't believe they're really part of the untied states. they claim to be, we own the state, but they're not really American!) (and while we're on the subject, i hate americans)..
but most of all, I HATE WHITE PEOPLE!!!!
well, my God. i must be a fucking misanthrope. i think i'll move to Anartica and live out my life in solitude eating penguins and running from polar bears and more importantly, not inflicting my prejudical sense of humor on everyone.
ps: if there aren't any penguins and polar bears in Anartica, don't tell me. i don't care, and i like living in a world (if imaginary) where penguins and polar bears exist in any place cold.
pss: you might not have noticed, but i spelled "United States" "Untied States." i think that's more appropriate anyway.
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