Nigger misses the bus. will now hold up the bus so she don't miss it again

Its called a scedual. You arrive at a set time you leave at a set time.
Door is closed means its closed and you wait for the next Bus.
No if´s or or´s no exceptions. No argueing.
Be on time or get fuckt.

Imagine a society so fucking dense that only police are allowed to physically remove someone like that

No food or drinks on the bus. So she forced the wagies to wait for her while she finishes her OJ

Door is closed means its closed and you wait for the next Bus.

Doesn't seem pragmatic if there's a passenger standing right there.

Should've just put it in her bag or something

a society that doesnt allow fathers to beat misbehaving wives and children

doesnt allow shopkeeps to beat and eject thieves

doesnt allow townsfolk to mob and lynch invading foreigners

doesnt allow people to shame and punish whores and drug dealers

Thanks for the monopolization of violence, state, it's clearly worked out so well for the Western world now that everyone except you is an utterly helpless cretin

Why wouldn't you love someone so petty you racists?
You should be kissing her feet and giving her money without question by this point!

The firetruck should spray her with the hose but that would be considered racist. Niggers were a lot less uppity in the good ole days though.

Amazingly analogy

please post a quote, niggers being retarded and writing books seems to go together
I was forced to read the other day about some retarded negress talk about how the soviet union solved food and no one ever had to worry about not having enough to eat

This isn't india where you jump onto moving vehicles and trains you shit eater.

Homo erectus childlike minds cause this.

i personally don't care, fuck 'society'.

On the bus to Zeewolde, I stared at the countryside around me. It was
flat, with long farm roads and windmills and fat, cream-colored woolly
sheep—more wool than sheep, I thought, accustomed to our scrawny
black-headed herds. There were lines of water everywhere: dikes. Buses
were sleek and clean; their doors opened by themselves. Near Zeewolde, the land seemed emptier and the vegetation drier, and the land was
crisscrossed by wider ditches; it was a polder, new land that the Dutch
were reclaiming from the sea, though at the time I had no idea of all that.

I was facing a huge opportunity, but it was daunting. At twenty-two
years old, I was on my own for the first time. I would have to see if I
could make it without falling into the hazards that my family, and most
Muslims, think befall girls on their own: ending up in prostitution, or
working as a maid, or marrying beneath your status to a man who will
exploit you—out of haste, your name smeared.

Waiting to change buses, I noticed that the bus came precisely at the
time it was supposed to, 2:37, to the minute. It had been the same with
the buses in Bonn, and this eerie punctuality seemed positively uncanny.
How on earth could anybody predict a bus would arrive at exactly 2:37?
Did they also control the rules of time?

this photo is a microcosm of society. nogs think they have power because we are kind enough not to kill them. they interpret that as weakness and laugh at us.

woman or nigger?

Microcosm of western civilization

"But if men see women dressed like you are now, with your arms bare
and everything naked, then they will become confused and sexually
tempted," I told them. "They will be blinded by desire."
The girls began laughing, and Mina said, "I don't think it's really like
that. And you know, if they get tempted, that's not such a big deal."
By then I was wailing, because I could see what was coming, but I said,
"But they won't be able to work, and the buses will crash, and there will
be a state oftotal^na!"
"So why is there not a state of total chaos everywhere around us,
here, in Europe?" Mina asked.
It was true. All I had to do was use my eyes. Europe worked perfectly,
every bus and clock of it. Not the first tremor of chaos was detectible. "I
don't know," I said helplessly "It must be because these are not really men."
"Oh? They are not really men, these big strong blond Dutch workers?" By this time the Ethiopian girls were almost weeping with laughter
at the bumpkin that I was. They thought it was such Muslim bullshit. We
Muslims were always boasting about something or other, but our whole
culture was sexually frustrated. And who on earth did I think I was to
personally wreskfitna on the world? They were friendly, because they
knew it wasn't my fault I felt this way, but they really let me have it.

A local coffee shop had to shut down after niggers kept loitering outside of it and disgusting potential customers

I still wanted more than this life. I had decided I wanted to study political science. If that required going to university, then that's where I
would go. Ellen and Hanneke thought I was mad: a degree, sure, that was
a fine ambition, but in political science^ I tried to explain that I wanted to
understand why life in Holland was so different from life in Africa.
Why there was so much peace, security, and wealth in Europe. What the
causes of war were, and how you built peace.

I didn't have any answers, just questions. I thought about it all the
time. Every contact I had with government, I thought, "How do you get
to have a government like this?" I watched Hanneke and Ellen draw up
schedules with the other girls they shared their flat with—lists of who
would do the cleaning and the grocery shopping and cooking. And it was
like the bus timetable: all the girls actually did all the chores. Amazingly,
there wasn't even any conflict about it. How did you get to be this way?

There were rules about everything in Holland. I got stopped by a
policeman one evening for cycling without my lights on and I froze,
assuming something horrible was going to happen. But all I got was a firm
but courteous lecture and a fine of twenty-five guilders. Moreover, the
policeman said I wasn't supposed to pay the fine right away; it would
come in the mail. Sure enough, a month later I received a detailed bill. I
thought about this system, how cleverly it prevented you ever giving a
policeman money, so he never got tempted to pocket it.

that is fred

Fucking kek. Never ever have a video spoken as many words as this one. Literally everything in the current state summed up perfectly. This will soon be Sweden as well, lmfao.

Well said.

It is pragmatic as this makes you keep your schedule and the schedule of others inside the bus that came on time to enter the bus.

Thanks, Romanianon

you're welcome

bump

I like how even the actual bus hates niggers

The bus driver is also an impertinent nigger.
We have a standoff, like two gorillas in the mist.

Also, KYS, dirty jeet.

EMERGENCY

CALL POLICE

SLUUUUURP

Mam! Mam! *taps glass*

SLUUUUUUUURP

Ohmuhgawd I'll be late for work!

HOOOOOOOOONK

SLuuuuURP

Why are city cucks so weak? Just throw her monkey ass to the curb.

The older I get the more I realize that nigs are just compelled to act in a manner antithetical to civilized society. They don't care about anything other than destroying ordered civilization. Everything they do is related to annoying people who want to keep to a schedule or want to follow laws or just want to live in a world that makes sense. Nigs have no sense of time or peace or quiet or order. They are pure chaos and seem to thrive in making the world more chaotic, violent, and terrible.