"Fuck You,I hate Mexicans" would be my response

I did a double take when I saw it.

I noticed 'Fuck' but the other words were obscured by the back of a womans head shopping for pastries in the bakery area.

But I maneuvered to get a better look, and there it was.

'FUCK ME I'M MEXICAN' in bold white letters right on the front of a jet black T-shirt, during the busiest shopping hour of the day with little kids everywhere in the middle of a huge supermarket chain owned by parent company KROGERS.

A cocky, wirery but tall, 18 year old 2nd generation wetback with no shame whatsover putting stickers on bakery items during the day before Thanksgiving.

If he was working there you should bring it up to the attention of the manager. Even a picture would have been excellent. If nothing is done then call the corporate headquarters and complain directly against the Managers name and store. Get the Store # and address too.

Each Manager gets a bonus which is somewhat based on performance, and one part that counts highly for this bonus is the count of complaints against his customer service. Take this advice and put it to good use kinsmen. Even if he doesn't listen report back and let us know how it goes, if needed we can send a volley of complaints to encourage him to do the White thing.

VNN readers could help put a hurting on a corporate store manager if it's carried out for a good reason like the one you outlined. The way to get these types is in the wallet at bonus time, if they think you don't know that they'll disrespect you openly and nothing will get done. After they know you're in the know it will change their whole attitude. Good luck.

It would have been comedy gold if someone had replaced "fuck" with "deport" via the ol' paper n' scotch tape.

Fuck off ,spit out some more fucking kids you scum of the earth !

Here in California, we have an over-abundance of beaners, thick as flies on crap.

I work as a store clerk so I have be nice to all the customers. But I sure am sick of looking at, listening to, hearing the music of, and having to deal with these damned swaggering wetback Mexicans who stick products in their pockets if you don't keep an eye on them .

The tee-shirts that a lot of these ignorant Mexicans wear show a brave-looking Aztec holding in his arms a voluptuous female and about to carry her up to the top of an Aztec pyramid. The message that is being given is some sort of national Mexican pride in their Indian culture. But what these beaners are not taught is that these women were carried to the top of the pyramid, their hearts were cut out and they were cannibalized. Hooray for beaner culture!

I work as a store clerk so I have be nice to all the customers. But I sure am sick of looking at, listening to, hearing the music of, and having to deal with these damned swaggering wetback Mexicans who stick products in their pockets if you don't keep an eye on them .

Speaking of keeping an eye on them, have you noticed that beaners maintain eye contact longer than Whites do? If one makes eye contact with a White stranger, that person will almost immediately look away. A beaner, by contrast, will maintain eye contact for several seconds. This is what Glenn Miller refers to as the "glare of the predator."

The tee-shirts that a lot of these ignorant Mexicans wear show a brave-looking Aztec holding in his arms a voluptuous female and about to carry her up to the top of an Aztec pyramid. The message that is being given is some sort of national Mexican pride in their Indian culture. But what these beaners are not taught is that these women were carried to the top of the pyramid, their hearts were cut out and they were cannibalized. Hooray for beaner culture!

Here's a little something I have found on that:

When the Spaniards under Hernan Cortez gazed upon the Aztec capital of Tenochtitlán in Mexico in 1519,they were amazed by the scene before them. There, in the middle of a wide lake was a shimmering city with bright white walls of vast buildings sitting on an island in the middle of a large lake with causeways linked to it. The astonishment of those first Spanish visitors soon turned to horror when they saw the vast scale of ritual sacrifices made by the Aztecs.

Even today, it is hard to comprehend the extent or rationale for this ritual sacrifice. It is estimated that approximately 20,000 people per year were sacrificed by the Aztec royalty. Captives were taken to the top of pyramids where, upon a ritual flat stone table, they had their chests cut upon and their hearts ripped out. Then the bodies of the victims were tossed down the steps of the pyramids. The scene to both the Spaniards of that time and to us today is truly gruesome. But it was not mere thirst for blood that motivated the Aztecs to engage in this mass ritual sacrifice.

Critical to understanding the motivation behind the ritual sacrifices is the concept of ”tonalli,” which means “animating spirit.” The tonalli in humans was believed to be located in the blood, which concentrates in the heart when one becomes frightened. This explains the gods’ hunger for the heart. Without this sacrifice, all motion stops, even the movement of the sun. So when the Aztecs made their sacrifices, as far as they were concerned, they were keeping the sun from halting in its orbit.

Particularly thirsty for blood was the war god, Huitzilopochtli. On the other hand, Quetzalcoatl was a kinder, gentler god. Quetzalcoatl only demanded the sacrifice of animals such as snakes and butterflies.

The victims of these ritual slaughters were usually warriors captured by the Aztecs in battles or tributes from vassal states in the form of humans offered up for sacrifice. This is why the Aztecs never fully conquered many of the surrounding states. They needed a steady supply of ritual sacrifice victims. If they used their own people for sacrifice then it could cause an uprising.

There was another reason for these ritual sacrifices---cannibalism. After the hearts were removed and the bodies tossed down the temple steps, the limbs were removed and later cooked. As repugnant as cannibalism is to us today, back then to the Aztecs, cooked human bodies were looked upon as great delicacies which explains why only Aztec royalty, not the common people, were allowed to engage in cannibalism. The favorite parts for the Aztecs to munch on were the hands and thighs. The Aztec emperor, Moctezuma, was reported to have been partial to cooked thighs served with tomatoes and chili pepper sauce. Aye caumba!

This scene might turn our stomachs but it must also be remembered that the Aztecs had no domestic livestock so the body leftovers (the hearts given to the gods were the main course) from the ritual sacrifices was a way for the Aztec royalty to obtain proteins and fats. Thus in the Aztecs we can see a mingling of religion and nourishment which resulted in human sacrifice.

http://nv.essortment.com/aztecsacrifice_raif.htm

Here's the t-shirt:

Hmmm, maybe someone should make a parody shirt that says "Fuck you, you're Mexican" and see how long he can get away with wearing it.

S.E.

I did a double take when I saw it.

I noticed 'Fuck' but the other words were obscured by the back of a womans head shopping for pastries in the bakery area.

But I maneuvered to get a better look, and there it was.

'FUCK ME I'M MEXICAN' in bold white letters right on the front of a jet black T-shirt, during the busiest shopping hour of the day with little kids everywhere in the middle of a huge supermarket chain owned by parent company KROGERS.

A cocky, wirery but tall, 18 year old 2nd generation wetback with no shame whatsover putting stickers on bakery items during the day before Thanksgiving.

The implications of this are interesting. I suppose the next thing we might see is a Jewish gal wearing a T-shirt that says "Gas Me I'm Jewish"

I could go on all day with variants of this thing...

well was it a guy or a girl wearing the shirt?

I could go on all day with variants of this thing...

Maybe -Bite me I'm White

or Please don't envy me because I'm White,just leave.

My personal favorite -KISS My WHITE ASS!!!! all you nonwhite Motherfucker- then die.

One is naturally compelled to greet this messishit with "fuck you, mexican".