Monday, 15 October 2007

My Ethnicity Don't Stink


After a long day fighting the wogs for the Empire or chopping doon the Navajo Peach trees with Kit Carson , I like to relax and enjoy the neutralising freshness of Ethnic Cleansing.
Spray onto yer sofa or yer clothes and you'll be smelling like a white man for hours, no neck wiggling, uppity attitude or running around with feathers in yer head, just the gentle aroma of civilised impotent rage.

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

Thanks babe i needed the laugh tonight xoxoxo

Anonymous said...

Fantastic peice of thinking!!!!! Can I have some of your brain DNA or somthing?

The moment I start saying things like "Sup"? or "Bro"!
Ill be right over for a quick spray.... If thats ok with you?

Jenny said...

You're going straight to Hell. You know that, don't you?

Sam, Problem-Child-Bride said...

Snarf

Anonymous said...

Too late for the Balkans ...

SamD said...

"chopping doon the Navajo Peach trees with Kit Carson"

Heheheheheh. You're bad in all the funniest ways.

Old Knudsen said...

I hope the ethnics don't get all upset, its just a joke at their expense for fucks sake.

Perry Neeham said...

It's no bloody wonder you dipped out on the Nobel Peace Prize again. You'll never get your hands on that million quid unless you learn to spell 'indigenous people'.

DirtyBitchSociety said...

I need me some o dat!