So I went to vote today in my state's primary... my polling place was staffed by all niggers. This baffles me, because correct me if I'm wrong, but I believe it's a volunteer (unpaid) job, and why the interest in politics?
Anyway, I was directed to an old silverback who axed fo' my dribba licenz, and instructed me to sign my name on the electronic pad, which I did.
It then looked at the screen and frowned, and informed me: Yo' signature don't match. Youz can'ts vote.
Excuse me?
I said yo' signature do not match de one on yo' dribba licenz, so you can'ts vote.
I was in a hurry, and to make a long story short, I asked to speak with the person in charge. After about a 10 minute wait, a young half-breed mulatto comes over, and I explained the problem, and she examined my license and scrutinized my signature, then told the old silverback to go ahead and generate my form, which she did do, but all the while grunting and groaning and mumbling under her breath.
Just another example of niggers trying to exercise they authoritee ovah de white man, cause we wuz kangs and sheet...