/lit/ - Literature

His hooked nose resembled a dog's penis: angry red and moist. He licked his purple, rubbery lips, smiling as he spoke "Ah, yes, the goyim will listen to whatever music we promote." Hunching his shoulders, he cocked his head to one side, placed his hand upon one ear as though he was clasping the cup of a DJ's headset, he proceeded to use his other outstretchrd hand to rhythmically jerk back and forth in front of him, as though he was scratching vinyl. In a faux negro accent he rapped:
"Ev'ry time I take a shit,
I produce
a numba one hit!
Uh uh, yeah
Clap yo' hands!"
The old kike cackled with amusement, pleased with himself that he could imitate so well the African American performers 60 years his junior that he promoted.
"You want the contract? Then listen carefully...."