The monitored heart-rate on a small screen, like a hesitant green version of the telly tennis he'd played in pubs or railway stations.
'The mice tell me that all is good,' he said. 'They say that you are our saviour, Caroline.' 'It's Coraline, Mister Bobo,' said Coraline. 'Not Caroline. Coraline.' ' Coraline,' said Mr Bobo, repeating her name to himself with wonderment and respect.
That worked out really well. The liberal geniuses took 100% black schools and diluted them by 15% so the street apes could have some white people to beat on instead of each other. Overall, grades rose by phenominal amounts when the non-blacks showed up, so the liberal idiots called it a success. The street apes couldn't progess any further because of their limited intellect however, and continued on to their lives of drug dealing, liquor store robberies, car theft, rape, etc.
The cheerless sight, sometimes met, of land once cleared and ploughed, now overgrown by the stunted wodgil, pointed a moral. This type of country had been easier to clear than forest country. Settlers had been encouraged to settle[…]
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