When you’re a negro living in Elbert County, Georgia, it ain’t never a good thing to see the local sheriff walkin’ up to your cabin porch, especially not when the pits of his uniform is tight and sweaty. At least, I’m old. The law don’t mess as much with negros’ old as me. “Are you …

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I hate Canada. I know it ain’t fair to judge an entire country base upon the asskicking I routinely receive in the little barn just across the St. Lawrence River, but every time someone even mentions the country, I instinctively clinch up in preparation for a boot on my bottom. These Canucks don’t do no …

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