Footy
>>5687200
based coyotebro
lol thats a nice footsies lol *pero peros the littles feets and sucklels on the toesies*
All I want is to direct. All I want is to write. All I want is to get my story out there where I know it should be:
Scipio "Huskus" Kane is a 30-year-old former slave cotton picker sent to the strange future of 1995 by a freak sweet tea accident. Due to selective breeding by whitey he is a giant of a man, and quickly dominates the b-ball "field", as he calls it, and becomes the first "blacsketballer", as he calls it, to enter the NJCAA, much to whitey's chagrin and despite never having scored any b-ball goals. His team is slow to take to him at first, with constant light ribbing and cat calls, but with win after win they get to thinking "this here nigger might just take us to the championship" (cut to a white person thinking intently while rubbing chin).
Through the magic of being good at a sport, Huskus slowly converts his team of "haters", as he calls them, into full on believers! Son of the local grand dragon, Johnny "KKK" Johnson even kisses a negro girl at the school's annual segregated dance-off as part of a complex breakdance of his own invention. "I owe it all to you, Huskus!" - Johnny. Unfortunately his father, enraged upon hearing the news, concocts a zany plan that involves luring Johnny and the negro girl back to his place with promises of Huskus' b-ballery having changed his mind about racism wholesale, and all three are later found as corpses in the charred remnants of his house. However, this is only mentioned in the movie once on the back of a newspaper during the diner scene, because we won't have time to actually address the subplot this is a long movie already and we don't have the budget maybe if it's a real hit we can do "Huskus to the Future 2: What Ever Happened to Johnny" but let's not get ahead of ourselves.
>>5687091
Anyway, so over time Huskus befriends Jimmy "Blue Eye" Granger, a young whitey from a wheat farming family that has worked the fields hard; him and Huskus trade countless boring stories about how awful manual labor is and the practicality of having a dedicated slave race. As their beautiful friendship grows, they make their way to the championship, winning against various teams such as the South Carolina Community College "Shuck 'n' Jives", the Alabama Trade Union "Spirituals", and the Louisiana Middle School "Black on Black Violence", all whose names have appropriated Huskus' culture in some way, and needless to say eventually he has had enough and goes insane with rage, wiping out the entire Mississippi Elementary School "Niggers" in the bloodiest attack the state has ever seen since all those lynchings. Luckily, Huskus is able to charm the governor with a field song, a dance, and some negro cotton magic, which leads to his pardon and invitation to the Governor's Ball. The invitation is respectfully declined by Huskus - "I don't need no bigshot white man to tell me how to have fun" (cut to barn party).
>>5687093
After a multitude of similar incidents, each played off skillfully by Huskus, they have finally made it: The Championship! All they have do to is best the Kansas City Intercollegiate "Drive-Bys" and they, The Georgia LGBT Club "Race-Mixers" (having, due to Huskus' influence, long since changed their club and name from the "KKK" and "Lynchers" respectively) will be the NJCAA champs. In all the glitz and glamour of his profession and stardom, however, Huskus has fallen into the wrong scene - the jazz scene. His heroin addiction quickly starts to take its toll on him, and he is often seen playing with a fresh needle sticking out of his arm, which leads to many personal fauls and a new rule about "improvised weaponry" in the NJCAA rule books.
It's the night before the "big game", as Huskus calls it, and excitement is in the air. The team is holding its pre-game drinking contest, and it's one of the best they've ever had. Huskus had earlier been talking about how the "Drive-By" is an important ritual in his culture, and so victory is assured. But, Jimmy asks, after a failed kegstand, "where's Huskus?" Cue the bathroom door creaking open, and a shot of Huskus slumped on the toilet seat with a froth of spittle on his mouth and multiple needles sticking out of various appendages. "Oh my god, he visited the jazz club again!" Jimmy yells, and rushes over to Huskus, who is now incoherently bubbling about obscure time signatures. Jimmy tries to rip the needles out, but it's too late, Huskus has b'd his last ball. Hugging his friend, Jimmy weeps "why, Huskus, why?"
"I just wanted to be a hoop dream and score a goal, like my people never done".
>>5687095
These are Huskus' final words, and the improvised burial immediately following is a solemn occasion, indeed. Standing up from the roadside ditch, Johnny wonders "how will we beat the team and win at sports now?"
Cut to the start of the big game. The Kansas City coach has shot himself, and half the team won't play. "Huskus wouldn't want us to play without him, and also the coach I guess" is their sad refrain. Jimmy does his best to rally his fellow team mates, but nothing is working, and each play is another reminder of their impending loss. We reach the bottom of the fifth, and final, inning, with the score at 11 to 21, one of the highest scoring games in the history of the NJCAA. At this point almost the entire team has given up, leaving just Jimmy alone on the court, trying his best. He looks at the clock, with only 10^16 femtoseconds remaining, Jimmy hears Huskus in his head "You gotta do it for me, whitey".
The members of the opposing team are, at this point, just standing there and taunting Jimmy, so, catching them off guard, he punches the one with the ball while the ref isn't looking, and immediately runs backwards past his goal and off the court. "This one's for you, Huskus! I'm getting the basket-goal you always wanted to get!", Johnny yells as he shoots from the double-your-entire-score line. The entire world is watching, whether it be the audience in the SportsDome Hi-Fi Durex Arena; people enjoying the casual pick-up game on their TV from the comfort of their home; or 5th dimension super-psychics via mind-visualization from vivid radio-wave interpretations of the scene; everyone is tuning in, and time seems to freeze in that moment as the ball hangs in the air for five minutes due to freak wind gusts, then finally drops perfectly through the goal ring.
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>>5687090
wow that's a really cute smol gril
here's a (You) in payment
>>5687090
here is another (you) my friend
>>5687100
nice dubs my friend. thank you for giving OP (you). here is a (you) for yourself
>>5687122
dubs checking dubs
have a (You) (You)rself
chinese niBBa thread
Niffer
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I have crippling depression
>>5687050
Become a coffee person. If you aren't already doing cannbis, that is.
Not Anons shall not live. And this guy is a normie too, man you're a faggot. Stop being a normie man
>>5687050
have you tried dank memes?
good for the soul
*blogs you're badh :-DDDD*
>>5687042
holeguy travels in the tunnels beneath the city. you cant possibly block his path on his way to give every thread the reply it deserves.
>>5687042
back to /b/ pedophile
Every thread deserves a reply
>>5687038
you are very right my good friend.
>>5687038
how about a sage?
>>5687605
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>>5687034
here is a reply and a (you) for your nice thread my friend
PROB GETTING WASTED.
I'M GETTING READY GO BED REST EREA IN PA TURNPIKE.
LEAST THEY HAVE FEW RESTRAUNTS SO CAN GET BREAKFAST.
PARTY ON YOU SLACKERS.
Did Kim shoot his rockets?
TRUMP KICK ANY ASS?
DID I MISS ANYTHING?
>>5687030
>DID I MISS ANYTHING?
Not sure how to explain it but we got hit by some cosmic retarding force. It's everywhere dude... Talk around.. look around...
Hell no 4 chan safe it's already retarded.
>>5687062
Believe it or not... It's worse...
the nintendo girl
>>5687026
um no
the nintendo frog
nahhh nahh cant tell me nothin woASGGHH
leave and never come back
>>5687052
das racis
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>>5687013
I don't know that picture
I found it.
Thanks for nothing nerds.
dance!
>>5686992
>>5687000
Awesome trips!
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>>5686976
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>>5686976
that's a sweet quilt, is there somewhere online i can buy it??
>>5686976
looks gay