Mildred and Hildie After Church

Thu, 01/15/2015 - 19:54 -- juelz98

"She dirty"

"She low."

"she got that nasty woman's diease."

"And wouldja look at that lump under her dress. She flounce round like she cute."

"Like she married."

"Just a shame."

"Low down shame, yes."

"She aint been right since that mama of hers died."

"Whatser name?"



"Julia Ann."

"Pretty name- ugly girl."

"You think she that bad looking, Mildred?"

"Tramp dont look good on nobody."

"Thats true."

"Just woulda thought her mama woulda taught her to keep her legs closed. Find a decent niggro to marry first."

"None of em decent."

"True. But the girl aint had to wave it in evrybody face. Look how tall she walk. Like she aint big as a balloon."

"Such a shame."

"Sho' is."

"Who you reckon the daddy?


"Could be anybody. Could be my husband, hell."

"Wouldn't put it past her."

"You now how girls these days is."

"Let any niggro with a couple dimes go all up they skirts."

"Married or not."

"I feels for the poor child."

"Same here."

"She a miserable little thing isnt she?"


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