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"Look like they 19, 20, Black jack us again."
A pejorative term for the man commonly referred to as the "great satan of Steve's house." Known for his lack of motivation to go out in public, he is slowly moving closer towards Dave Rogersdom and is trying to bring Steve with him. He must be stopped at all costs. It is his presence that forced the creation of the S.H.L.F. as well as its more legitimate political arm F.L.A.P.
Yak-a-black didn't want to go out, so we kidnapped Tiffy and car bombed his house.
A man who treats his preference exactly the same as black women even though he makes black women feel like he will treat the preference better.
Becky thought Jamal would treat her better than his other 5 baby mammas for being a preference but she soon realized she got the same black man and became a single mother just like the others.
A Black Jono is a breed of slim bois who tends to be the sideline to whoever is near them. They don't tend to be very brave or admirable they are however weak scrawny and sad. These types of Jono's are best avoided. They can't make any physical/verbal contact with any women you can see them typing to them safely from a distance using social media apps.
"Hey Pierre did u hear about jono?"
"Yea he sent his skinny jonah skinny jonah to Monique"
"He's such a black Jono"
a urban black male who is popular among the hipster crowd for drinking brutal beers they can't handle, leaning at high speed, and referring to part of anatomy as a chocolate torpedo.
black elk dont give a fuck
An e-dildo for female runescape players.
Trading max gp for black salamanders!!!
Well he collapsed with Stevens-Johnson Syndrome on the E.R. floor
Panic attacked, anaphylactic and ataxic
The way he spun his butterfly risked all six his phalanges
Roman candles at both ends in his synapses
And the method with which he recycled his humors
Trojan Horse'd his Blood-Brain Barrier and raised the LD-50, yes, yes
And through flight-or-fight revelation shame the Black Box Warrior
He skipped this town and headed straight down history
Shields himself from reason in a Kevlar baby-blue Tuxedo
Quilted from the finest fibers, flesh, and fiberglass, and flowers
His ego a mosquito, evil incarnate good incognito
Pops placebos for libido, screaming, "Bless the torpedoes"
For what? For what? For what it's worth
If it was going to kill you boy, it would have by now
For what? For what? For what it's worth
There's no more looking back, it's looking up or looking down
Well, he was wearing stolen rubber shoes and wrapped a poison ivy noose
Around his Lotus jugular when they came
Well, they found him with a map to every victim of his love
And a tattoo of a blue jay on his face
And they waited for his vital signs to lie and let a flatline cry
A hymn out in Hungarian Harmonic
But he cocked his noggin, through his stoma sang, "For auld lang syne"
"Happy birthday to the succulents, I'll die your hydroponics"
His rib cage was a hornet's nest, palpitations set the beat
His vagus nerve a turk's head knot, an axel hitch, a carrick bend
to get this published, I have to add the name, but they also wouldnt let me add all the elyrics so this is just a part 1! anyways, here's the enamel that this site wanted : Black box warrior (p1)