There is nothing as wonderful to me as the present pre-election smell of Fat Assed White Boys running in circles as they try to discredit Barack Obama. It really helps me enjoy my coffee in the morning. This is better than when those FAWB's had to give Tiger Woods that pretty green and gold jacket, what five times now?

The FAWB's have years of fear of the superiority of the Black penis taking their power base and the Women preferring them to FAWB's. This is a fear that is based on those who wish to believe that Aryans are superior in every way. Well, boys, here is another fact that you don't want to hear. There is no such being as the Aryan Race. Nowhere in history or in genetics is there an Aryan race.

And if any of you FAWB's read, you might have gotten The Bell Curve and found that again with world testing, FAWB's are inferior to the Asian brains. What kind of gambling do FAWB's do? Slots, craps, black jack. Have you ever watched Mah Jong of Pan? In all of the casinos in America, only Orientals are hired to deal these games. The White mind cannot keep up with the rapidity or expertise that is required to play or deal them.

So now all of you are running around hollering venom and lies. These same Fat Assed White Boys, mysogynists at best, hate women, minorities, Jews and now want to turn the heat up in writing about how the Women don't want to vote for him, because he does not understand women and the world they inhabit. But the one I love most is the one I read today that has me screaming with laughter. The FAWB's who want their women to look like sharecroppers wives, are now trying to convince us FAT FOLKS that Barack is too skinny to be president. Say what? You hate us fat folks and now you wish to recruit us to help you dogs, win the election?

You hate Hillary Clinton, a female lawyer and you have told us with your lies and bigotry that you would rather have a white woman president, than a Black man anything? Now are you smelling the fear?

I am a Femi-Nazi, and I can tell you right now, why I will not vote for Hillary Clinton. Two Words: wild Bill, period. I voted for BC not once but twice, with joy in my heart. I even took the position that Monica Lewinsky was attending to her patriotic duties by relieving the President of stress and pressure. I felt it a sad commentary on the First Marriage. I also had a small notion that perhaps the ways of the Annunaki breeding themselves. Male and female with same father and different mothers were joining in wedlock to keep the Bloodlines open and clean, so Bill and Hillary might be related, like The Late Princess Diana and Charles.

It seemed that Hillary had decided not to have a spare. So she put up with his philandering for decades. But then it all became too much for me. As far as I am concerned I will not vote for any woman who stands by her man. It is not love that binds them but bloodlines.  So, for me personally, I could not vote for her. If she had wanted my vote, she should have left him the day after they moved out of the White House. She could have remarried him, appointing him as Secretary of State, or what ever but she should have empowered herself by leaving his sorry Fat ASS.

I believed in BC, until I fully understood about NAFTA. Then he was lecturing around the world, telling people that no one can stop the NWO. That is when I got ticced. Then he starts making racist statements in an effort to stop Obama.  

So, I changed my perception and now understand how hard this is on the FAWB's from the hills and plains of this country. The same mentality that sent Small Pox infected blankets to the Native Americans, making Custer a hero, burning them in caves. The same mentality that would hang a black man in the streets.

These are acts of terrified animals, who cannot stand that maybe the TRUTH they want to believe in is just so much smoke in the mirror. There is absolutely nothing that makes us Fat Assed Americans angrier than you who have made laws against us, trying now to garner our votes and the votes of women who are Feminists. You hated us all last week and now your terror is so great that you are now trying to recruit us to help you win.

Where did I leave my coffee cup? Chat with you later.

Sheryl Jackson

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