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According to an NBC station, this raisin wrinkly redneck named Don Imus referred to the Rutgers NCAA women's basketball team as "nappy headed hoes". Also, according to this grape testicled, racist, mysogynistic coward, the game against Tennessee was chalked up as "the jigaboos vs. the wannabees."

You know, I can't exactly say I'm even angry at the ole fella. I mean, take a look at this character's face! It seems it's quite popular these days for the minimally mentally and physically endowed to spew racist gibberish with their centuries old, rank spittle flying everywhere and on every unfortunate face that catches a view of these decrepit dinosaurs. I mean, really, I could smell his nasty whiskey pork shit breath through that death knoll excuse for an apology he presented, and it was FOUL.


Dear Mr. Don Imus:

Darn, Missuh Imus, you sho's is UGLY.

ah 'aven't 'eard the word jigaboo in such a long ass time and ah don't even know wut it means antymore methinks. lemme find a dictionary for this small jigaboo brain of mine, it can only concentrates on jigs and boos. Wow, Missuh Imus, mah mind is totally blown. I don't get your big ole words, but ah's can infer you've just blatantly admitted ya insecurity and feeling of inadequacy by wiry-haired tar babies juggling large brown balls on a court and what I would assumed to be white gals who juggle large brown balls in the same profession as the formah, very frequently.

Does it offend you, Missuh Imus...to see wild, brazen African Amazonic women bounding down the court, with their bulging uncivilized jigaboo muscles moving at the speed of light oh so magically and against all laws of your pathetic cave-man logic? To see them on the same court as your precious lily and now tainted Tennessee gals who have now become wannabee jigaboos?

Fo shame, uv couse those Tennesse gals must be covorting and miscegenating with those big jigaboo males. They play in teh same game as dem darn hoes. Oh, lordie, the indecency!

Wells, ah's humbly offerin's mah's advice to ya, Missuh Imus. Jus get some shades a tad darker than those fugly wrongly seasoned excuses for sun spectacles youse already have, and thataway youse can be blinda than yo racist ass already is now. Never again do yo's wise, beady little wanna-be John Wayne eyes have to suffer the sight of innocent Southern belles lollygaggin' wit ta Negroes. A matter of fact, don't even show up at the court, we don't want you sufferin'.

Because face it, Missuh Imus. Us Negroes likes's to play some bouncy balls, and you never know when of us wild jigaboos go off and flatten your ugly lizard face wit one.