Yesternight met up with a cracker named Richard, told him to bring me a Big Buford and a damn chocolate malt. He showed up and said the damn malt machine was broke. I ain’t buying that. I said ok cracker I’m gonna take it outta yo a**. Just then I noticed that cracker didn’t add bacon and extra cheese. I asked Richard are you a jew? He said yes I am. I started slamming his cheeks like a wild stallion then busted my damn nut inside him, spun his a** around and dropped a LOUD Buford bomb right in his face. He was on the ground retching and gagging as I walked away. I went to Rallys and told them they forgot to give me my malt just like I thought that machine wasn’t broken. They asked me for my damn receet but I ignored their ignorant asses.