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A police officer found a bag containing a substance that field-tested positive for cocaine and a glass pipe, which the officer said is commonly used to smoke crack.

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I used to be the accountant for Funkyard, the four original guys who worked with Clinton starting in the late 1950s. Only one of the four had any business sense. Calvin moved to Canada to save what money he earned from those funked up trash thast he performed in front of.

One day, after dropping of the latest tour receipts, Calvin told me a litte of why the four of them had to break of relation to Clinton. Clinton has gone insane and was no longer reliable anymore. On the way to the next stop on the tour, the pilot stopped the plane, turned around and went back to the hanger. Why? Clinton smelled like a cracked out homeless bum wearing pissed stained clothing. For Calvin, Fuzzy, and others, that was the final straw for them.

Sometime I will even tell the story of my encounter with James Brown and his 300lb wife popin' pills all day long.

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Sometime I will even tell the story of my encounter with James Brown and his 300lb wife popin' pills all day long.
Quite an interesting 1st person memoir, Randolph.

I recently read that Al Sharpton, in SOME capacity
(dope supplier?) used to tour with James Brown, and I'd like to hear about his 300 lb. wife. You'd think a guy in his position would get a Tiger Woods model.

I remember in 1967, I loaned my new light tan suede sportcoat to my Don Johnson-looking friend, so he could take his girlfriend to Kansas City and see James Brown in concert.

...He said he knew it was time to leave when the niggers started hurling nearly full pints of cherry slowgin from the balconies!

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...came out with big hair, a big gut, and dressed in a garish "Lord Crumley Brothers" velour track suit. The two bantered aimlessly for a bit, and then, suddenly, a spark. Morgan mentioned that Sharpton was once the road manager for James Brown, which prompted the candidate to bust out a rendition of Brown's "I Feel Good."
The Three Congoloid Wise Men- LOL...I wonder which corporations and what congoid TV ads were sponsoring this mindwashing bonanza!
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Years ago, working my way through college, I was a midnight bellman for Westin Hotel. Let me tell you that I have many stories about black in downtown Detroit.

James Brown.

I was new at the hotel and was at that time a doorman. One early evening a state trooper put a bag in my hand ( 20 inch duffle bag, probably full of dope) and told me to follow that man. That man was none other than James Brown.

So here I am the only white guy in an elevator with James Brown, three hanger ons, and two state police troopers. We went up to the 64th floor suite and then the State Trooper took the bag out of my hands and said, "how was it for you white man to carry a bag for a balck man?" They all laughed and I never got a tip for the time that I wasted with them. At the time (1993) I made only $3.35 an hour and depended on tips to make a living.

As for his 350lb wife, she was something else the whole time they were there. She kept calling front dest complaining of "headaches". I finally saw what she looked like on the second day when she went to the lobby to wait for James to return. She is as wide as she is tall. They say niggers like big butts. Well, James, the hardest working man in show biz, has the biggest booty to come home to!