Originally Posted by DigitalDan
Spent a week with the family up in S. Carolina, arrived the day after Christmas. Wife said we needed some bread so off to the store I go. Found what I needed and headed to the cashier. Gal was about 5’7”, 250# give or take, and had her hair up in a rainbow colored wad on top of her head.

She asked if I had 3 different discount cards they used and I said no 3 times. Gave her a $20 when she rang it up. She threw the change on the floor and just glared at me.

What were they thinking when they brought all those folks from Africa back in the day?


You forgot the ending, how did this play out in the end?


Every normal man must be tempted, at times, to spit on his hands, hoist the black flag, and begin slitting throats.