And around that bank was parked at least a hundred cars and their drivers and passengers, all ripe for the picking for any self respecting mooch nigger, of which my town has a bumper crop. And even though this ape had all those people to pick from, he had shunned them all and had zeroed in on yours truly, who was parked diagonally at the farthest end away from him. This happens to me a lot, much to my extreme disgust and frustration. For some weird reason niggers and wetbacks are drawn to me like a moth to a flame. In fact I've had friends comment and joke about it...

But to me it's truly no joke, but a damned curse..one I could well do without. So as I was about to unwrap another taco, I saw that this mooch nigger had decided on me, and was walking diagonally, straight across the long parking lot and right for me. The lot was so large that it took him a good chunk of time to cover the distance separating us, and I marveled at his stubbornness and stupidity. I was about to take a bite when it finally dawned on me that this nigger wasn't going to stop, but was intent on disturbing my lunch to beg for meth money. I reached beside my seat and fondled the crowbar I always keep there. I was very sorely tempted to let this ape come up to my window, then brain the greedy meth head and take off, with no one being the wiser. Around here, one more dead nigger is as common as bed bugs, and wouldn't even make the six-clock news. But I was still starving and didn't want this walking dog turd causing the loss of my meal. So an idea came into my head, and I sat there grinning to myself, letting this greedy ape continue his long trek across the lot toward my truck. After a few minutes he finally got close enough to where I could make out his ass ugly features. He was staring right at me, and was literally licking his lips in anticipation of the meth money he was about to intimidate out of the cracker up ahead. Greed and desperation were written all over his apelike face. He walked with that chimpanzee gait we all see now, as they try to walk like a human while gripping their dork at the same time. From what I can deduce, this practice is supposed to make them look macho and cool to the other niggers and hos...

I gritted my teeth and bided my time, and let the buck get almost within arm's reach of me. Then I quickly started the truck and peeled away, leaving Sir Chimp standing there holding his pud. He suddenly stopped walking and stood there, dork in hand, watching me in anger as I left him far behind. I laughed out loud as I did so, and then turned onto the highway and headed for the library parking lot, which is about a mile away and much more private. After all that walking, Mr. Chimps was going to have to walk all the way back to where he was, with no meth money from that nice juicy crackah he thought he could bleed. Screw him and all the other mooch niggers that refuse to do anything with their worthless lives but parasite off of everything and everyone they see. God! I despise niggers...

It still bothers the hell out of me that there's something about me that attracts these parasites, but for now the only thing I can do about it is strike back. I have no doubts that he went back to the bank parking lot and continued to harass and intimidate money out of the old white folks doing business there. The local cops bust them every chance they get, but there's so damned many of them that it's like sweeping the desert with a freaking toothbrush. And the stinking wetbacks are just as bad or worse, and just as numerous. I'm assailed by these bastards every single day as well. After I had finished lunch, I resumed my shopping and bill paying, and stopped at one of the local stores to get some bandages for the surgical sites my cancer doctors have left me to deal with. As I got out of my truck, I was surprised from behind by..get this..a chink! No joke. I was pounced upon my a meth head chink! Although this young turd is the very first of his kind I've seen so far, I've been expecting to see them out mooching off whitey for some time now. After all, they're also muds, they're also parasites and criminals, and they're also highly unwanted invaders in our homeland. It was only a matter of time. No matter where we whites turn anymore, there is some kind of mud or group of muds, or international help organization begging us to finance them. The whole world wants..and expects whitey to support them, even when they know we're teetering on the brink of total and permanent poverty...

But parasites don't care, and they never even think about this fact. All they think about is getting more, more, more off of whitey until there's nothing left, then they'll kill us and take our homeland to boot. And after all that's done, they'll complain until the end of time about the selfish, greedy whites that never helped them. Ingratitude is a hallmark of the mud races, and one of the reasons I hate them so much. Where was the help when we had financial trouble? Where was the help when those hurricanes ripped us a new one? Where was the help when the gulf was swamped with oil and thousands of businesses and homes were destroyed? We never see help from other countries. We only give, give, give. And you want to know the real outrage of all this? While millions of Americans were struggling just to find something to eat and a roof to lay their heads overnight after the hurricanes, Louisiana television was swamped with adds from mud agencies from all over the world, demanding aid money from them! I rest my case. White America should cut all of these bastards off completely and permanently. Besides; even if they didn't have this ingrate attitude, any money we send them only goes to replenish the health of millions of female mud breeders, who continue to pop out starving niglets like a freaking factory. All we're doing is speeding up our own destruction...

This new moocher was so squinty eyed that I could have blindfolded the asshole with dental floss. And like his nigger counterpart, he expected and demanded my money. They act as if they have a right to it, and we have a duty to hand it over! As far as I'm concerned, the only thing they have a right to, is a bullet in the ass. He stared at me with that same thinly veiled hatred and contempt that all muds have for us. Every last one of these lowlifes actually consider themselves and their race superior to us! I'd laugh if it weren't so enraging. Well, he started in with his spiel, and I cut him off in mid-scam and yelled simply, "NO MONEY!" I didn't even look at him, but instead walked off ignoring him. His mouth stopped in mid-beg once he heard my words, and he then turned and headed for a white lady that had just then pulled in. Poor thing. I know it's hell for all white women living in this toilet of a city. They are considered easy prey to these parasites. In fact I've lost count of the times I've come to the rescue of some guy's poor wife or girlfriend that was being hassled by one of these moochers. I've even had to apply a few head knots a couple of times in the past...

I have never sat down with pen and paper and made a running tally of all the mooch muds I've had to deal with on a given day, but I can tell you that the estimated numbers would surprise the hell out of you. The bastards are everywhere. And because everyone has been cooped up inside for the past week because of the storms that pounded California, today there was a veritable army of mud parasites out there, trying to make up for all that lost revenue. I can just hear them now in my head, singing to themselves as they leave their hovels and head for their favorite haunts, "A mooching we will go!" The very image makes me want to run into my shop, load a rifle and then go on a hunting expedition to rid California of its parasites. A pipedream of course, but a nice one...

Mooching may not seem like a very big deal to many of you. You see it as just another minor annoyance created by their presence in our homeland. I on the other had, view it as something far more serious and insidious. That's because the same attitude that makes these animals think they have a right to our money, also makes them think they have the same rights to our lands, our homes, and even our women. And it's only going to get worse as their numbers continue to explode. All according to plan. So the next time you see one of these pricks, look him in the eyes. What you'll see is greed, and a deep hatred for you and your people and loved ones. You're looking into the eyes of the enemy...