I can't believe mexicans actually work for the boarder patrol.
You would think they would help la gente get around.
But instead they continue to comit brown on brown crime.
It just makes me so sick.
I wish I could stick it to em.
With a slap in face or my fist to the chin.
The ultimate sin.
We can never win.
Damn SMH.
- Author: Hoopie ( Offline)
- Published: April 1st, 2018 04:10
- Category: Unclassified
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