Encounter With A Kike

I was in a local food mart yesterday..a new one because I was trying to find a place that wasn't as badly overrun with muds and maggots as all the other stores and businesses in town. No luck. I got to the checkout without any problem but once there, a wetback bitch with an absolute ton of name-brand baby food was choking the counter. This made me angry as hell because she was just another of their breeding army to take over the country. But what really set me off was when she whipped out a food stamp card and charged her entire breeding program to US! You and I pay for their breeding, down to the last crappy diaper. The mud cashier and her happily chatted away in Spanish about babies when I lowered the boom. "So you think it's cool to breed like a fucking cockroach at my expense, huh? I pay for that shit! Me and every other hard working white in this country, and we don't like it!" They both stopped yacking and looked at me as if I'd just grown a second head out of my ass, and it had started singing the national anthem."Yeah you!" I continued, "Our crooked government has forced us to put up with this robbery for years, but we're bringing it to a screeching halt real soon now. Let me ask you a question: Just how are all you parasites going to support all these little thieves you're raising once we cut off the gravy train, eh? How are you gonna feed them back in Mexico?" Both of them looked at me with terrified eyes but didn't say a word. "You think about that the next time you want to create another little thieflet. From now on, YOU are paying the bill!" and I stomped out, leaving my unbought food on the counter, and both of them standing gape-mouthed. They'd finally gotten a taste of white rage...

Driving across town, I ended up in an other large store, this one run by Safeway company. Things started going downhill almost immediately. I was trying to get down an isle when a troop of small, squat Jews came up from the other direction, taking up the entire lane. The isles were huge, and there was room to drive a car down one, but being the eternal pain in the asses all kikes are, they deliberately hogged the entire thing, making it impossible for anyone to get by them. But instead of backing off and going all the way around, as they were forcing others to do, I stood right in front of them and said, "Move!" The old Jewess cursed me in Yiddish under her breath, but I caught the "goy" part. She was as ass-ugly as the north end of a south bound rhino. She had the ubiquitous kike nose, the ugly, smashed in face, the thick lips and those sad, pleading eyes that remind me of a basset hound with fleas. Ugly doesn't come close to describing this hag. Her husband was a male copy of her, and they looked like they'd been poured out of the same mold. Their two kids.. both in their twenties, looked just like them. Glasses, balding, nappy hair, kike noses and beady little eyes. It actually hurt my eyes to look at them. Hate for me and my kind dripped from each of them. But they moved. They saw the steel in me, and they recognized me for what I am, one of the warrior class of our race. Jews still fear us. The taste of German boot leather is still in their mouths and it galls them to this day...

Resuming my shopping, I finally made my way to the checkout counter, where there was only one open because of the time of night. I like to go late, long after all the niggers and wetbacks have loaded up on Tecate' and Night Train and gone off to smoke crack and screw. I got behind some wetback trying to buy a mountain of groceries on..you guessed it..our ticket. I looked around for another checker. Nothing. So I yelled at a clerk that was standing around filing her nails. "How about opening up?" She nodded and I grabbed my stuff and tried to leave. But lo and behold, those damned Jews had come up behind me and were blocking me in, and refusing to move. Well, I'd already had a belly full of kikedom for the day, so I rammed my cart into theirs and forced them back. The Jewess glared at me with hatred in her eyes. Suddenly she spotted the open checker waiting on me and all of them waddled as fast as they could in an attempt to get there ahead of me. I shit you not. They knew I'd ordered the checker and was leaving to get to it, so they tried like all kikes, to steal the fruits of whitey's labors. It was to typically Jewish that I laughed out loud. They looked back at me in shock at my laughter, and I said, "Typical Jews!" I grabbed the old Jewess' husband by the shoulder and yanked him back hard and said, "You Jews just don't learn, do you?" I jammed my cart ahead of them and stacked my food on the counter ribbon while they glared at me with raw hatred...

A really good looking red head of about 35 piped up laughing (she was bagging food at a check stand that had closed) and said, "They're not worth getting hot and bothered about." and we both laughed. The old Jewess glared at her with undisguised malice and said "Shiksa!" which means "goy slut" in Yiddish. I whirled around and said, "You watch your vile mouth you ugly old kike! If anybody's the slut, I'm looking right at her! We Aryans aren't done with you bastards yet. Not by a long shot!" The fact that I understood the old bat shocked the shit out of her, but my last words shot an arrow of terror straight to all their hearts. All those Jews looked at me with a trembling fear..and respect. The only thing Jews respect is fear. Being nice or merciful to one will only get you robbed..or killed. But like all children of darkness, they understand brute force...

The red head was no fool, and she instantly snapped to what was going on and what the old kike had called her. She stared at the Jews through two narrow slits. I'd hate to be on the wrong side of that woman..lol. She kept her peace, but rewarded my defense of her honor with a radiant smile. The Mexican checker (is there any other kind in California?) wisely kept her mouth shut, but you could see plainly that her sentiments were with the kikes. Birds of a feather...

We both left the store and went our separate ways with a wave and a smile, leaving our age old enemies to stew in their own juices. They'd had a taste of things to come..and they didn't like it...

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