Cracker Slut

Being a NYC resident I have come across many types of people.

Some of these people...use the N word, a lot.

That N***** said what? Yeah, I know him, that's mah n*****!

I feel left out. I want a word to substitute for this word. I have found one and it is cracker.

I don't feel like I can say, "What up mah cracka?" Because it just doesn't have the same ring to it. It has to be more, "What is going on my cracker?" "How are the little crackers?" "Oh! Your youngest cracker starts school next year?"

I'm going to throw it out there and see if it catches on.

Yesterday my friend was telling me about her whorish excursions. She was all, "Don't judge me! I know you think I'm a slut!"

And I'm all, "I didn't say you were a slut. I know slut. I'm a retired slut."

You see, I have done more slutting in a lifetime than this girl could ever do, even if she worked at it she couldn't outslut me. But now I am retired.

My man is like my slut 401k. I am too old to work at it anymore so I just use him.
He's all I have to show for my lifetime's work.

Just goes to show, you really need to plan, early on, for retirement. If you wait too long, there won't be much left to live off of.

Edit: After reading a friend said... "I"m in the slutness protection program. Relocate and start over."