why do nigs think

We have a very interesting nig population. They socialize altogether till approximately 5am every night. They non stop scream/argue with one another.(im under the impression that this is there only form of communicating).There is 1 nig in particular that really baffles me. Hes approximately 175 lbs 5'10 He sings at the top of his lungs all night n day. Bangs on trash cans for bass I guess while singing. I was blown away by his actions. Hes cross eyed and extremely first generation African status. U know the really weird looking ones that resemble monkeys for real. Hes so sporadic running 1 way then another, stops to scream some made up rap, only to start doing jumping jacks and pretend like hes got a gun and point it at people walking. He tries to intimidate people with nothing more then yelling loudly and using his cross eyed stare. Ive come to the conclusion that he is still a monkey in the wild with no civilized tendacies. so why do they think getting loud means something? all bark no bite.




I moved into a shit ass apartment complex that literally almost makes me shit my pants everytime I burn. There's 5.0 here 24/7.

 

rofl.

 

we were smoking a blunt chillin downstairs and he rode up a shitty old bike. Ofcourse singing his made up rap at the top of his lungs (approximately 2am) he rides all around us singing what hes doing. he was cracking a blunt, a green game. He didn't even take the leaf off lazy nig. Then he starts beat boxing and shit.(at this point im dying laughing so hard). My boi challenges him to a beat box and shreds his ass. The nig couldn't handle it and starts flippin out doin karate I think. (im really dying at this point). could barely stand up. Asks us to throw 5 bucks each on his blunt and hel smoke it with us (mids) lol I laugh some more tell em no thanks were smoking that purp.(had some of my more better dro lately) he then proceeds to talk shit about my weed till I blow a puff his way. Asks immediately to hit it. I say 5 bucks n ya all urs bud. Just stares at me.... 2 nigs from around the corner smell my tree;s and head over. I allow them to both smoke with us. while he watches. I then proceeded to sing a song about why I wasn't letting him smoke my blunt. the 2 nigs who joined us were laughing so hard. The crazy looking African flipped out threw his bike and stormed off singing fuck bitch fuck bitch.... I asked if he had down syndrome and the 2 nigs said maybe.