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| White girls with ***!? I know that an ***(big ***, tight ***, juicy ***) is more commonly seen on black girls & latinas. The ''white girl with ***'' phenomenon has been taking place since the early 2000's. Does anyone believe white girls have latino or black ancestors & this is the reason you see alot more white women with *** these days? I know girls from the Czech Republic, Romania & Serbia have huge asses too. I think white girls with *** are sexy, *** opposed to those with flat asses & no chest! Someone feel me in :-) |
| What exactly are you asking right now? But yes us Serbs have nice asses ;) |
| Just curious about white people? i go to an all white school. im black. i have the basic black people features (big *** booty, big juicy sexy lips, big hips, big tittiesetc) none of the boys there have a problem with it they think its sexy and all but the girls think its just plain nasty for ur butt to be looking all big and stuff. why is that. at first i thought they were just hatin but its like they do everything in there power not 2 make theres look big. if they think its looking big they will try to cover it up or call some1 2 pick them up from school. 2 me thats just crazy. please tell me whats really going on. |
| Because white culture promotes anorexia as beauty and African american culture embraces all forms. The fact that the guys at your school find you cute proves that white media is brainwashing young girls and promoting eating disorders/negative body image. Stay strong and beautiful. |
| Something I wote about my life as a bboy & Hip hop. Holla and tell me what u think? I remember a true B Boy Story...By X-tro Man I can still remember 1979 sitting in my living room eating grandmas juicy fried pork chops and yellow rice & beans while I heard Rappers Delight for the first time as if it was yesterday, yeah I can still remember. How can I forget the day in 1982 playing hooky from school, going up to my boys house in the projects while his family were working, lighting up a loose joint and watching Wild Style for the first time.Yeah, I can still remember that too. I can still remember saying to myself who are those boys called Rock Steady. Man, I wish I can be as good on the floor as that boy called Crazy Legs; you damn right I can still remember. "Yo, I can still remember the next day going to an abandoned factory in Hoboken NJ looking for the biggest peace of cardboard and practicing my first back-spins & head-spins. Man did I have some crazy bruises that night. I remember 1982 breaking night, drinking a quart of Old English and battling against myself in front of my mom's big-*** mirror in the living room, I was hooked like a junkie. I remember getting rushed to the hospital for breaking my ankle and hearing my mother say those priceless words I'll never forget "Now I know why they call it breaking son." How the **** can I forget catching the path train heading to west forth for the first time and having the courage to dance in front of a big crowd in Washington Square Park in the Village, man that **** was terrifying. Same day I had my first battle against these young cats called Scrambling Feet Rockers.After I was done rocking how can I forget them asking me to join their crew, and I said to myself "**** I'm just some guy from Jersey, hell yeah I joined them. The next week I remember waiting for Scrambling Feet right outside the D train on west forth, and witnessing for the first time a tight breaking crew in formation walking up the steps of the turnstile chins up and strolling with a swagger about them as if they new they were superstars. Mr. Stretch and Kid nice carrying this long rolled up red and white peace of linoleum carpet and Little Float in the back carrying this big *** JVC boom box moving and grooving to Run Dmc's Sucker Mc's. Man, I just knew that I was part of something big. Same day I remembered passing out my first donation hat to the crowd after I finished performing and collected over $300. Man I ran straight to the sneaker store and got me my first pair of Adidas with them 2 inch thick laces, it's something I'll never forget. I remember heading to the Fun House sporting Lee jeans and a X-tro name-plate belt rocking my Kango and Gazals with this over sized sterling silver name plate chain. Oh and don't forget that blue sheep skin coat, ha, ha, ha. **** sounds funny today but back in da day, pure ghetto fabulous and wow what a era that was. I remember walking in the Fun House that night and chiilling by the small stage in the back were all brakers and poppers rocked and I saw this white boy climb on to the stage and all the dancers had a look of fear in ther eyes. I remember saying to myself "Who the hell is this guy?" Then DJ Jelly Bean played Planet Rock and all I heard from the crowd was "Freeze,Freeze,Freeze". At that very moment this white boy called Mr Freeze started poppin. I witnessed for the first time one of the most amazing poppers I've ever seen in my life till this day. I mean this guy was on another level and I asked someone "Who is that boy down with?" And they told me he was down with Rock Steady. Wow for the first time I actuly saw someone from Rock Steady, the crew I've idolized for years and the boys that inspired me to become a breaker. Yeah, man I can still remember that night. I remember after that night that I wanted to learn more of the art of poppin. So the next day I asked one of my boys from Scrambling Feet "Who do you think is the best popper out there right now?" and Mr Stretch said " Three of the best poppers that I've ever seen are and they go by Popin Pete from the West Coast, Fabels and Mr Wiggles from the Bronx. The next day my mission was to meet these legends, Mr Wiggles and Fables caus there was no way for me to go down Cali to check out Pete. Two months later I remembered going to the worlds famous Roxys for the first time, as I walked in I saw Africa Islam, Bambaataa son rock the wheals of steal, man he was phonamonal. As I teamed up with my boy's Scramling Feet I saw a huge crowd forming and yelling," Rock Steady, Rock Steady". So I ran towards the crowd and when I got there my every B. Boy dream came true that very night. I can still remember it as if it was yesterday. At first I witnessed Frosty Freeze doing his famous crazy front flip suicides, then the one and only Crazy Legs rocked some foot work. Just as I thought he was incredible, feet gliding as if he was on air, working it so precised and so on point that you can imagine him rocking in perfect formation right on top of your mom's round kitchen table. Then comes in this young cat, crowd yelling "BATTLE Battle" I looked to the side and asked my boy Stretch who is that and he said Float, this guy was crazy on the floor nothing iv ever ever seen befor and let me remind you this is 1983...man this guy just blew away Legs with his Wind Mills & Head Spins and a move that was so so new back then...TRAX Float just ripped the floor and Legs just disappears from the crowd...It was nuts. Just when I thought I've seen it all DJ Islam played the song called "Numbers" the perfect song for popping at that time. Next thing I knew everyone got quiet and this skinny cat came out of the crowd and all eyes were straight on him. You can feel the energy building up in the place and right beside me, I heard this home girl scream from the top of her lungs..."Wiggles Wiggles". **** was about to go down like nothing I've ever seen before. This electric human robot began one of the most incredible routines that I've ever seen before. Just as he was done doing his thing, in comes Pop Master Fabels...Nuff said peoples... These guys at the time and still today were and are way, way, way ahead of their time. I mean they worked the floor like magicians and their form of dancing was the most magical illusion you would ever see. Even Michael Jackson would have been on ther *****. Ha, ha, ha, Keeping it real thay were incredible and you know what; I can still remember that night. I mean how can any true B. Boy forget **** like that...not a chance, I thank God for allowing me to experience what I have experienced. That night its something that will stay with me my whole entire B. Boy life and guess what my fellow B. Boy's, I was there and I Remember. This was just the first part of my life growing into the Breaker I have become today. There are still many, many stories I need to tell and believe me Hip Hoppers & B. Boy's I will. Like the first time I saw the NYC Breakers kill the dance floor or when I was touring in Switzerland and bumped into my Idols Wiggs & Fables... Man I can tell you there's lots to come and you know what...I am so grateful I Can Still Remember. |
| dude who is gonna read all that! lol sry just had to point it out! |
| Do you like this my short story? How do I begin? Do I tell you the demise of lost innocent mixed with the bitter tears of a decrepitated soul or do I give a bad beginning with the same ending. I guess, I must make sense first; so I will begin not in the beginning but somewhere in between. I was forced to attend an All Hollows Eve party, of course; it was at my own apartment that my roommate set up. The *****! Anyway, I was there because I had nowhere else to go,(it is my home) and she refused to have the party elsewhere( the pole polisher). I am not bitter towards her, just in awe and ashamed for the both of us. People started to arrive in groups. Not two or threes but 6 to 10. I was not happy! I went up to my roommate and asked her:” did you have to invite every Tom, John, Jim, Susanne, and Pauline that you ****** !” She just grinned and gave me a glass and said “ drink this and shut the **** up”. So, I took it ( like a ****) and drunk it and felt no more…. OF MYSELf!!!! The horror of the insult or assault that I caused still reign supreme amongst mast murders and serial killers. Who knew that 16ozes of part blood and whiskey could make me do things unholy towards other people. That night my human-self broke and gave birth to a sub-human cannibal ,unforgiving, twisted self-loving demon of pure hatred. I enjoyed every minute. I was enrapture of the pain I caused and orgasmic with their last breath. I bit their tender juicy flash and relished the joy of their screams. The world was right with me for the first time in my life. I was so wrapped up in doing what was right that I forgot what true pleasure was until…. I ripped the foreskin with my teeth and skinned the balls with my perfectly manicured nails. Ohhhhhhhhh…the first is the best. He screamed so deliciously loud that I thought he should taste his own flesh. So I gave him a kiss that left no tongue in his mouth and he produce the most heavenly of sounds that echoes through my wettest of dreams till this day. Happy and content, I sought out another victim because I was not yet fully satisfied with my gift. I wanted more!!!! And more I got. The sweetest of youth was sucked down my throat while the age of maturity was ripped of flesh and fried with butter and garlic.( Oldness is tough but tasty). No! I did not eat everyone. Only the ones that looked very tasty( about 7 I ate). Then, I spied something ripped, bleeding and screaming. Oh my! What fun to see Lilith at her games. My roommate, with a potato peeler, shredded the skin of a very beautiful, blue-eyed, blond, tanned skinned double-d pretty *****. I watched in an orgasmic bliss and screamed when double-d screamed. What pleasure I felt! How very holy and right I was with the universe. I wanted to undo want nature gave birth too and feast on the flesh of the Gods. . I engorged myself on Lilith’s vileness and watched as she gave birth to a monster who relished every moment of desecration upon the human body. That monster with its foul breath and reeking of rotten flesh decided to join in the games of Mother. So like any good guy, I droved right in and began to rip, bite, extract bowels and toast the skin to a nice buttery crispness (no more pork rinds for me). When there was no one else to be had, I thought I would try my roommate, Lilith, my creator to see how she would taste. What a big ******* mistake!! I attempted to sneer her in my claws of blacken death. The ***** moved!! She caught me by throat and *** and said in the sweetest voice I ever heard: ‘I am Lilith . The first before Eve. How dear you turn upon me? I am mother to legions and a gift to humanity. I make and create. No one undoes me! But I will give you something” she leaned into me and kissed me with the foulest breath of life that would have killed all of New York’s cockroaches. Now, I sit here wrapped tight in white with mind sharp but with a body that festers sores which reeks, seeps, and pours out my gory glorious body which will never end. Like all vampires, I heal. but I have the touch of ghoul in me, marked forever by Lilith. How I truly love the *****! |
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