I am shakespeare 3.0

[Anonymous No.21700712]

this biggly niggly, thinks, because he grown up on the ghetto, with my tetto, that talking bout hoes and foes, in the language of ebonics, and a rhyme every two words, because that's like so ghetto, my petto. Wow, look I can fuck the bitch and hoes, to destroy my foes, and fuck yo ass, because you're ass. Shit nigga.

And nigga thinks he knows english, and can type and write, and goes like, oh my dear, you're an ESL.
You will never write like us, the real native anglo gansta.

This nigga goes like.

Oh, but let me explain with proper studied and correct english, which I clearly proofreaded on multiple grammar books, because comunication is of the upmost value in white nations, which clearly can't devolve into such african dialects, which sadly, has to be recorded by our academies.

But then the white crackas are like.

Oh my god, sista, did u see that, my darling, this agressive male, is so sweet, :3
He makes my doki doki go so hard.
He's so cute, with his big curly nippy hair.
Feeling like I've fall in love with a new master of my love, charlette.
We will make cuite babies together. :3
Besty days of my life, yay!!!!!

But then the nigga is like.
Sum nigga, stupid cracka.
Wanna hump my fist, bitch?
fock yo nigga.
Take this domb mothafocka.
Dause fack ya.
Dumb nigga.

And then the cracka head hits the sidewalk and goes straight to the hospital bill.

And then the bitch from yorksmire goes like.
umm, sweety, I got so wet from this showcase of masculinity.
Pls take me, my master.