The more time collects, the more I realize particular things about myself. Things become so much more...clear.
I hate Sambos.
I despise Martin-Ass...People.
Over the top for the sake of being extra. That energy is so wasteful. Performing, no stage, no crowd, no reason.
Martin and Sambo, not the same. One was racist propaganda the other a great comedian PERFORMING FOR AN AUDIENCE. Both over the top. The shuck and jive of what the entire fuck. I hate it with a coon's passion for watermelon and anything fried.