I SPELL THEM EVERY PHUCKING DAY...

Hello beautiful beautiful my people. I hope you are well wherever you are. Good

morning. Good afternoon. Good evening and good night to you. It's beautiful

black people. The black indigenous of Turtle Island could smell them a mile

away. The black indigenous people of Turtle Island could smell crackers a mile

away. That European filth will always stay. I smell it today. I smell it today. In

the cracker cachet. Even animals can smell them. Hits. They run before the

long gun slay. White people go out and kill people. Kill animals for entertainment

play. All of the crackers are in that evil doing cliché. Having no ethos they

cannot sway. Always conjure it up more in that evil buffet. I believe their demise is on

the way. I believe their demise is on the way. White people get body lights. White people

hair is a light valley. Yet superiority they portray. Crackers always the worst in our

survey. I smell them every fucking day. I smell them every fucking day. I do not hate. I