“This is how you can ride your Negro around if your diabetes starts to fatigue you.”
“See? I ride white people as well!”
It must feel like a giant smashed peach cobbler on his back.
Save a walrus, ride a cracker
Black guy in the background: “It’s much funnier when it isn’t me!”
Paula Deen rides bareback.
HI HO CRACKER, AWAY!!
…and we’re back.
“Is my back…damp? WTF…”
That rash is now a stain Robert. And it aint ever coming out.
She should really stop wearing that damn “nude” microphone. It makes it look like it’s the start of one mean racist goiter.
“I know he’s white. And when we’ve reached the bedroom, I’m gonna ream his rectum with a nig…niggero…n-n-nigroe…fence post.”
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Paula Deen and Robert Irvine onstage during the Food Network South Beach Wine & Food Festival in Miami. (February 23, 2014) -Photo: Fame/Flynet, Getty, INFphoto, Pacific Coast News, Splash News, WENN