I've seen lots of dispappointed mudshark love stories lately on the People's Court, - usually when their niggers crash their cars, steal their money, beat them up, and/or don't pay dat chile suppo't - but this one takes the cake for the pure depravity.
This is Rachel, hard-rode, hard-drinking whore who was looking for her heart's desire on FaceSpook Meat Market, a place where dreams can come true. She really, really wanted to rut with a nigger, and after exchanging some romantic texts, complete with pics of muh poosay and muh dik, she choose Mr. Lor, a lightbulb-headed, fugly, drunken buck.
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So eager was Rachael for some of what Mr. Lor has that she agreed to drive from Rochester, NY to Binghamton to meet her nigger in a cheap motel. He was going to pay for it but at the last minute texted her that he was too busy to deal with such trivial things and that she should put it on her credit card. Rachael had no problem with that since the nigger told her he'd pay her back. Yeah.
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She sat waiting in the parking lot for 1 1/2 hrs for Mr. Lor to get there and scratch her itch. Judge Milian asks if it didn't occur to her to turn around and go home. No way. Rachael came for nigger muh dik and she was going to get it, no matter what! She said her nigger was drunk and drugged when he got there, but that didn't deter her, oh no.
She went out to buy ciggies and other shit for them. When she got back, Mr. Lor stripped down buck-nekkid, sat on the bed, and when he got up, Rachael says he left - in her words -"poop" on the sheet. So what? She stayed the night with him anyway. Rachael is not one to let a little shit put her off. She says there was no muh dikkin', just "kissing".
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He says there were several boinkings. That's the only thing that came out of his chiggun hole that I believed.
Sadly, Mr. Lor whose eyes look like two pissholes in the snow says he's a teacher yet says things like "We was" and "She DEFACED me", didn't pay her as he promised. Imagine that. He says some fambly member got batwinged so his way of working through his grief was to "Drown my sorrows" and hook up with a dirty reamed-out mudshark at a sleazy motel. I guess it's the nigger way of overcoming bereavement.
Both of them appeared to be drunk and/or drugged during their appearance here. They were DISGUSTING. What really puzzles me is wondering why Rachael couldn't find a nigger to muh dik her closer to home.
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Surely there are plenty of groids in Rochester who would be willing to jump her shop-worn ass?
So ends the sad, star-crossed, romantic tale of mudsharking gone wrong with the shit-stained Romeo and the hard-rode nigger-loving Juliette. Touched my heartstrings, it did.