My third sexual experience was behind the stage during my third grade
talent show with a buck niggar named Tyrone.  Tyrone was the janitor
but i used to notice him looking at my butt really funny as he would
watch me go to the bathroom.  Since I had recently lost my virginity
to my dad and started having affairs with local livestock, I now knew
what that look meant so I winked at him and told him to follow me
behind the stage.

Tyrone wasn't in the show, but damn, he sure was talented.  Twelve
inches of yard ape man pipe in my tender eight year old love rump
showed me why most whites HATE niggars... superior penises.

I am saddened to report that Tyrone gave me syphilus, a loathsome
disease that I have worked hard to spread to as many other niggars as
possible as payback to the niggar community for allowing one of their
porch monkeys to infect me.

Today I am impotent, viagra doesn't even make my pathetic little dilly
a semi soldier, and the doctors tell me it is the loathsome disease of
tertiary syphilus that has not only made my weenie weak but also my
brane.

It sucks to be SOLLOG today so I get people back by telling them that
they are going to die.  That way, I get to go to jail and infect more
niggars.  I really do love infecting the black bastards but prison sex
also feels good because it's so wild and rough!