This is getting ridiculous, I met the man once and he was certainly not a racist
“This is getting ridiculous, I met the man once and he was certainly not a racist”
Are you serious?
Mark Twain died in 1910.
Yes, but when I had dinner with Napoleon Bonaparte, he constantly dropped the N-bomb.
Gracious words but not so much to brag about.
I knew his pa, we played football together at Grambling.
Clem--Johnny was his name, but we called him Clem, or sometimes Clam, at other times even Kadiddlehopper--was a handsome, popular and kindly soul, even as a young man.
Why at times he would hurry to get on the team bus first, just so's he could get to the back seat first. He'd light up his corncob pipe and hold forth about his backward, hardscrabble upbringing, and about his grand plans for the future in the great nation of America.
Of course our cheerleaders sat near the back as well, and that might have had something to do with his preferences. He never could run nor throw nor catch very well, but he was hell charming the girls by telling tales and blowing smoke.