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>live in Galveston, TX. aka nigger island
>rent an apartment downtown
>every year Galveston celebrates Mardi Gras and only Mexicans, blacks and frat boys show up to it
>there was a riot the year before because the city wanted to shut it down at 2
>this year the police are out in full force
>my apartment is right in the middle of the shit so naturally my roommate and I throw a party
>everything is going fine, typical drunken shenanigans
>music act freaks out and screams at the crowd because the beaners kept throwing beads at them
>drunken fights in the street
>general degeneracy
>I notice police starting to line up
>it's that time of night
>make my way back to my apt
>notice I'm followed by a pack of nigs
>I'm able to slip into the gate into my building before they rush in (they don't want to get kicked out)
>they're reaching in through the bars like something from Walking Dead asking for me to let them in
>my roommate peeks his head down and yells
>"NO NIGGERS, SCRAM"
>I go upstairs and see one of our guests holding my stereo up to the window
>he's blasting "Nigger Hating Me" by Johnny Rebel out the window at the crowd being ushered to the gate
>people are throwing beer cans at my window
>my guests are balling up beed necklaces and pelting them as they leave
>I'm to drunk to handle any of this
>Turn the stereo off and close the windows
>Luckily, the mounted police ride by like the Riders of Rohan and break up the crowd outside my building
>Still have a hard time believing any of this happened.
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