I didn't get it. Then I did. I was not angry. I had heard this before about nigger women. Snakes might have said any number of hackneyed things.
All politicians are crooked.
All Pontiacs give you transmission trouble. Snakes meant no harm. Still, the word sounded different. Applejack snoozed now, his face propped on his two-toned hands sticky with muscatel. We were speaking words of love.