Leroy Cool Nearly Gives Gerry Gable A Heart Attack

Mr Gable, Mr Gable!

 

Thinks – Oh no, not that feisty n...

 

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Thinks – new kid on the block.
Says – Not you again, are you following me, young man?

 

No sir, I’ve just been to see my girlfriend.

 

Thinks – I hope she’s white
Says – Oh, is she a n...

 

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non-resident like you, or did you meet here?

 

No sir, I met her here; she lives in Chelmsford.

 

Chelmsford, that’s a long way out.

 

You ever been there?

 

Says – Oh yes, I know it well. So what is your girlfriend like?
Thinks – please let her be white, please let her be white.

 

Good looking, for a white girl. Ha, ha.

 

I hope you’re not being racist, young man.

 

Of course not, she really is white.

 

That’s good.

 

Really, why?

 

Thinks – another step towards the total elimination of the Aryan race.
Says – Because I hate all forms of prejudice; I experienced so much of it growing up a Jew during and after the Second World War.

 

Thinks – Sure you did, Hymie, like all that bullshit about being chased home by Christian kids at Easter and that stupid canard about “Cabinet making or tailoring”.
Says – Would you like to see a photograph of my girlfriend?

 

Of course.

 

Exhibits photo.

 

Arrgh!

 

Cool, isn’t she?

 

Cool? You can’t go out with her.

 

Really, why not?

 

She’s my grand-daughter!

 

Man, that sure showed that Hymie in his real colours; it’s true what David Duke said, race-mixing is fine for goyim but not for the Chosen. Heck, I don’t mess wi’ no white girls; if I did, I’d never be able to look Minister Farrakhan in the eye again.

 

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