when i was six years old i took it upon myself to attempt to educate some sorry nigger in my class. the dumb black nappyheaded retard ruined math class every day, and had in kindergarten too. how? the fucking nigger would crow for every question ever asked > "one huntred!" and was annoying because it was almost always wrong. but the real nail in the coffin for any chance i had not being racist was when the nigger learned the concept of comparing numbers. because then his answer became. > one huntred is da bigges numba! a natural zealot of truth, i confronted the nigger in my tender years. i was six years old and at the time i assumed the nigger was also six years old. i had a simple lesson for him. > what is 100 + 1? > 100 is da bigges! > no let me show you *counting on fingers* 100 101 102 103 104... the niglets eyes are as big as dinner plates and he asks. > what's a huntred ten times? i'm a little confused because this is a legitimate question that involves multiplication, it wouldn't follow in my juvenile brain that my student, failing addition had suddenly made the jump to multiplication. but dutifully, i explain by counting on my fingers > "100,200...900,1000" > "ohhhh one thousan iz da bugges!" feebly i attempted to count to ten thousand on my fingers as clearly my student had failed to understand the recursive nature of the number system. but the niglet was too happy with the song and dance, or perhaps irrefutable proof he had made the magic number kid preform. he kept screaming. > one thosan iz da bigges! until the teacher had to let him outside so he would quiet down.
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