Prestonian® here hell no I didn’t cheated that cracker b** out of $50, I cheated him out of $60! I’m trying to make up for white privilege slavery and crackers thinking they s*** don’t stink! I love everyone and ain’t got no damn problem as long as everyone follows my simple rules: drain my balls, fill my belly and don’t ask me for s***!

I’m going to a restaurant for dinner and I ain’t gonna leave no tip and will try to get a free meal by putting this real serious n***** face on and being like “this food is revolting, I ain’t paying a dime for it!” Usually this works even though I’ve eaten most of the damn food.

Last time I farted right where the s*** busboy was cleaning up my plates. That was cold as ice but he gave me a dirty look when I said the food wasn’t no damn good and I refused to pay for it.