The Cumbanger’s and I have been waiting patiently for the inevitable fuck ups of the black guy and his dealings with his black girlfriend. Two of our memebers, Cock and Rod, were out on the prowl when they came across Melody Nakai and saw for themselves the heartache the black boy-friend continues to dish out on his women. Revenge is still a dish best served cold and she was told of our secret society which excludes black dudes (much like the town clubs we belong to). We lined up and she worked our white weenies like the admirable little black clut we knew we had in our presence. Our great-great grandfathers from Dixie would be so proud if they saw this black beauty working our poles in the manner in which she did. We unloaded on her face as if she was Fort Sumter and she went back home to her cheating boyfriend with over a gallon of peckerwood DNA on her face.