Half of London.
By looking over your shoulder!
They're not falling for that one again.
It's almost as if hundreds of niggers have all got new laptops or something.
She says, "Show me it's true what they say about black men."
So he stabs her and nicks her purse.
He hit the roof and said, "Why don't we swap places, let's see how you like it."
So I went round the bar, he walked out then came back in and said, "Beer please, honkey."
I said, "Sorry mate, we don't serve niggers in here."
He said, "What, you either love me or you hate me?"
I said, "No, you're black and you smell."
Oh well, at least they can still communicate through rap music.