Because it was blatantly racist. I only saw it on a VHS of various cartoons from the 50s-60s that my southern grandparents probably bought at a truck stop not knowing what was on it.
There was also a cartoon where the main character was an explorer being chased by charicatures of indigenous natives that wanted nothing more than to poke him with spears and cook him in a pot.
Just heard the quote, ‘Toasters weren’t invented to make toast, they were invented to sell electricity.’
Goddamnit, Elon! You have fifteen kids, you have to go to work!
Elon pisses on the floor and scrolls social media before going back to bed.
If I recall, the ‘maid’ was a feline character of a black mammy stereotype. But I haven’t seen this cartoon since the 80s, for obvious reasons.
Unfortunately, Logitech ended support for their T1432 modal trebuchet last year.
That’s why you leave at half time to beat the crowd.
Also, there is the possibility that the last time the coffee maker was used it was never rinsed, and now there is a green cement-like layer of mold on the bottom that will need to soak overnight before you can even imagine scrubbing it off.
This is why I keep cheap instant coffee on hand. Just dump a couple table spoons into your mouth and chew until it’s gone.
#goblincore
Nunchucks were originally used to thresh grain before they became a peasant weapon.
I just glanced down at my feet. I remembered to desock before I passed out.
Oh no, dont thweton me. :3
Grandpa wants to change his diaper before it’s been shit.
I’ve seen critically reviewed papers that mouth breathers like you are taking up too much oxygen. You should look at yourself in the mirror. How much does it hurt?
Everybody knows only black males such as myself commit crimes… : exits scene left when the black face starts to sweat off:
He was in Joe Dirt as well. Not a masterpiece, but my buddies quoted it constantly until our brains were fully formed.
His buddy Uncle Cracker did a popular cover as well. Makes me physically I’ll when it pops up at work.
I think the only reason I bought the CD was the line: ‘Paint the town red and paint the sheriff’s wife white’ which vibed with my teenaged wannabe anarchist pubes.
I regret what I was, but I have grown. Kid Rock hasn’t.
Around here, we speak American, son. /S
No, that was Freddie Deftones.
I’m trying to figure out how I can incorporate the 12 foot skeleton into my 100sqft studio apartment.
If I leave the windows open and it’s scaling the side of the building and I move my bed I think I can make it work.
The people on the fifth and sixth floor may complain, though.