he toes the line, smiles and is always polite, he helps little old white ladies cross the road, he makes sure that he hits his deadlines for his white managers, everyone looks at him and thinks 'what a nice fellow he is' little do they know that there is a quiet rage building in him every time he has to bow to the white supremacy that he is all but powerless to prevent.
once the rage has reached boiling point he logs onto Saddo's and rehashes a couple of copy and paste posts leans back in his chair and allows himself a slight sinister chuckle whilst cutting up pictures of David Beckham, Prince William, Harry Styles and any other white celebs who are in today's paper, he knows that the war is coming and there is little that the white man can do to prevent it, some day soon we shall all bow to the supreme Denilson
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