Ferguson, MO Racist Riots Archive (Michael Brown) — Officer Darren Wilson – Hero of the Year 2014!

Officer Darren Wilson – Hero of the Year


Thank You Officer Wilson!

Officer Darren Wilson

Ferguson, MO: August 09, 2014 – A black thug, birth name of Michael Brown, goes by street/rap name of ‘Big Mike’ – struts into an Indian owned store with homeboy Dorian Johnson, (images below) both were high as kites. Big Mike strong arms the lil Indian owner out of a box of stogies. The stogies cost just under $50.00. During the robbery, Big Brown had also passed off some goods to holmesboy Johnson.  The items, thought to be candy, were put back on the shelf by Johnson. Although a video of the action clearly shows Johnson putting the item or items back, negro’s lie so much it was never really determined what exactly was passed off to Johnson or what it was he had returned. But whatever it was, Johnson must of realized this was not a good idea. That it ‘just wasn’t worth it’ – robbing the little Indian guy. At least not while the lil fellow was watching the deal go down. Big black Brown on the other hand, was kinda stupid, he couldn’t have cared less, plus, he wanted that $50 box of stogies. He had some more weed and wanted to remove the brown tobacco from the stogies and re-stuff them with the green tobacco. I dunno man, it’s just something negro’s do. It’s kinda like the dog licking it’s own asso. Out there BBQing, looking at those fine steaks, when you see, out of the corner of your eye, yeah, the dog picking around like its digging the last chunk of gold out of a gold mine. GET OUTTA here – Go boy… GO! Get away from me – will ya?! You go back inside, get a drink, cool off, calm down, few minutes later you’re out there again. Tending to those fine steaks. When you hear slurping. Ah huh, look down, see the dog at it again. Tongue curled around its asso. While you really don’t want to see this thing, not much you can do about it, just scratch your head and look away. You know you can’t reason with the dog – hey Rover, if you just stop and desist, I’ll give you the best steak – deal? It’s just one of those mysteries with animals. They steal cigars, replace the brown tobacco with green tobacco and, they lick their assos. Hell if I know.

Below, Big Mike in action. Plundering the little guy’s store. When confronted with a mild defense, Big Mike roughed him up a tad. But mostly relied on his bulk to frighten him so he’d forget about those stogies. And it succeeded, this time. Yet his next violent encounter wouldn’t end so good. But let’s don’t get ahead of the story hey?

Mike Brown Store Robbery

After boogieing out of the store and a few minutes later, as Big Mike and main-man Johnson were stumbling back to Big’s grandmother’s apartment complex (Brown lived with her), a cop just happened to be in route to the same HUD breeding grounds area on a ‘sick baby’ call at the same time. That cop, Officer Wilson, man of the year 2014, shown above. Brown and Johnson were in the middle of the street, strutting along the center line.  Something like a 5-6 or 7 year old would do. Or,  18 year old stoned to the bone negro’s would do. The cop had explained to them that they were impeding traffic, and to hopscotch on the sidewalk rather than the middle of the street. Dorian Johnson, once again, did the right thing, he went to the sidewalk. But Big Brown… like a lot  of vile negro’s, had an authority complex, plus he figured, “I own this road.” Yet most importantly, it was beneath his dignity to adhere to or obey what would be considered a forced request. Be it from a teacher at school, a supervisor at work or any person deemed to be above, or have authority over, the entitlement negro. Because entitlement itself is a form of power and privilege. And of course this is why the negro beasts were given its entitlement to begin with. Because all those special privileges and protections they receive are power. Power over White people. Rather than ‘African-American’ to signify being special they should just be called ‘Special-American’ – same difference. Just one’s a slippery d-ck way of saying it while the other cuts right through the BS and explains it all. This should clarify to all the idiots of the world who’ve ever wondered; ‘gee, why are they called African-Americans.’ Now they know. They are special creatures. They are above and beyond you. And they are rude, crude and lewd because of it. OK? And if you read further, I’ll show you how the bastards are willing to die over being a distinct creature above all others. Or, the negro’s authority complex and/or problem and/or deficiency. But anyway, that’s another story all together. Now, Big Brown was faced with one of the worst type situations a negro could find themselves in. A lowly authority figure making commands to such a noble and revered ‘black man.’  But this wasn’t a weak and defenseless authority figure, this wasn’t the meek principal at school, or the soft female restaurant manager and boss directing in how to get the dishes clean. Nor was this a wee lil tiny ghetto store owner. This was a cop. And a White one at that. This was baaad sht man, a nigga just can’t let this slip by. And a lot of them won’t. And Big Mike didn’t.

Michael Brown AKA ‘Big Mike’ – he had a bad authority problem. But it was cured on 8/9/14 – and I’ll show you how in a minute – keep reading.

Michael Brown AKA

During Big Brown’s confrontation with the cop, Brown was arrogant and belligerent. He was threatening the cop and screaming obscenities at him.  Of course this pissed the cop off. But there really wasn’t much he could do. If he arrested or even confronted every negro that called him a ‘racist cracka muahfuggah’ – he’d be hauling negroes to the jailhouse throughout his entire shift. The cop remembered hearing radio noise about a robbery at the store. Ah huh, the lil Indian owned store… that $50 box of stogies. And Obese Mike had something in his hand… could it of been those stogies? Plus, the description of the robbers, yep, sounded and looked just like Brown and his homeboy Johnson. As a side note, the Indian store owner denied calling the cops. He was afraid of vile negroes. Also, he didn’t want any problems with them – the idea of all the thieving negroes he caught ripping him off, being released from jail and then coming back to cap him in retribution, just didn‘t appeal to him. And it wouldn’t be long until he had hundreds of enemies. Nah, it wasn’t him who called the police to make a robbery report. And I believe that, the lil brown nation wrecker knew the costs of doing business in a black ghetto, and he didn’t want any situations with negroes. I mean look at how he handled Brown – didn’t pull a gun on him and only offered meager force in attempt to stop him. And that’s why I believe the lil brown Indian store owner. It was someone else, some black cat, someone who most likely was tired of the violent, thieving ways of the Big Mike’s of the world. That’s who called and made the police report. Like hey cops, get this huge assed nigga off the streets huh? He’s a danger to us all. The mofo just came in this store tossing moe-fah-gers round like King Kong or somebody. Come get this nigga. He’s big, he’s bad, he’s ugly and he’s got a box of that man’s cigars.

Once the cop put two and two together, about suspect descriptions and the robbery at the store…. things changed. It wasn’t just a matter of verbal abuse, threats and intimidation. It became a robbery investigation. He asked Big Mike; “hey man, what’s in your hand there, that you’re hiding behind your back? C’mere, I need to talk to you.” Brown ignoring him, started to walk away. Ofc, Wilson ordered him to stop, he wants to see his hands. Brown responded with another volley of obscenities, racial and verbal abuses – ‘yo ain’t seein sht yo wites mubahfugga.‘ The cop pulled up to the walking Brown, and as he attempted to exit his vehicle, Brown rushed to the door and wouldn’t let him get out. When Wilson tried to force the door open, a struggle ensued and Big Brown starting laying some stuff on the cop’s face. Striking him repeatedly. The cop, without notice or warning, was reduced to only defending himself, while trapped inside his cruiser. It became life and death in an instant and he was trying to get out of that life and death trap. Just as the cop, Officer Wilson later stated; “I don’t know how many more blows I could have taken before I passed out or was knocked out – and he, Brown (by that time), was also attempting to take control of my weapon.“ Yes, it was just that serious – and it happened at lightning speed. And yeah, that black authority complex and $50 box of stogies became life or death to the cop. Yet Big black Brown kept swinging – f-ck you cop, f-ck you cracka, f-ck authority. I’m privileged,  you don’t have the right to f-ck with me! You owe me cop, I own this street, I own those cigars! Brown upped the ante big time when he did as all cops fear most, he started fighting over and reaching for the gun. The negro wanted that gun and there sure weren‘t any mysteries or questions as to why. Wilson, still fending off the blows, yet trapped in the car, now finds himself not only defending himself but, his gun as well. It’s become apparent, he now realizes, his full attentions must be tuned to using deadly force. But first, he must get out of his cruiser, which has become a death trap.

Yes, winning the battle for his gun, his life, liberation from inside that vehicle and… shooting Big Brown off of him! That was his only hope. The only option the vile negro had left for him. With the negro’s paw all over Ofc. Wilson’s gun when, finally, Wilson succeeds, or at least he thought he had – when he got his finger on the trigger, fending off blows with one hand and arm, trying to grab and aim the gun with the other – wanting to aim it towards Brown… but… the gun had jammed! It had jammed from the struggle! It blanked out on him, no shots, nothing, but a ‘click! One more try – again – no shot rings out – only a ‘CLICK!’ Brown’s still fighting, still struggling with Ofc. Wilson over his gun, trying to take his gun from him. Wilson, using his thumb, slides it underneath Brown’s hand and over the gun – to free the jam in attempt to shoot out a round – it works this time! BANG! A shot rung out! Finally! … But it missed! Still, the gat is ready, ready for action! Plus, the loud bang stuns Brown. (And Wilson for that matter).  Brown steps back stunned – WTF ‘cracka!?’

Wilson, still in his cruiser, yells into his police radio, radio on his left hip, mic mounted over his right shoulder, shots fired! – shots fired! Send HELP! But the channel was changed during the struggle – no one heard his calls of distress! He’s on his own. Negro Brown still uncooperative and ready to rumble – but now, with Big Brown back a couple feet because of the loud errant gun blast, Officer Wilson jumps out of his cruiser. Free from that death trap, yet still facing an aggressive, very dangerous and uncooperative negro. Get down! Get down on the ground he screams to Brown over and over! Man, f-ck you! A shaken Ofc. Wilson, dazed, confused, emotionally drained – but with the natural instinct of  survival taking hold and trumping all – with his rod aimed directly at Big black Brown he shouts‘  get down! I said geeet down! Yet Brown jerks forward, forcing Wilson to either shoot or step back, Wilson chooses to step back and does so – still trying to gain control of the situation, just as his police training taught him, yells, screams, barks orders, attempting to cause confusion, chaos – “get down, get down, GET DOWN I SAID!’ Brown, moving sneakily like a big cat on the prowl, maneuvering for the optimum position, the perfect opportunity… looking eye to eye at the ‘wite cracka’ cop for his chance to jump and overtake him, to take his gun from him. He antagonizes, intimidates, taunts the smaller White cop, “f-ck you, you wite muffuka, you’re too much of a p-ssy to shoot me.” Big Brown just won’t give up. He lunges towards Wilson again, several shots fired, one or two miss, but another one or two find their target. The ones that hit only strike Brown in the arm. Wilson, surprised that the negro didn’t drop like a dilapidated, demolished ghetto building. Realizing he didn’t cause serious injury, wonders to himself, was it enough, did that stop him, is this over? At least help is on the way (or so he thought). He holds his fire. He didn’t want to shoot again, he didn’t want to kill the beast. But yet he didn’t want to die himself… right then, there, and on those now turned black ghetto streets of Ferguson, MO.

Here’s where one errant shot went. Other’s went into woods. I don’t know if they ever did find them all. And I think there were three that went astray.

Darren Wilson's missed shot - hit above window

With only a seconds pause in the action, Ofc. Wilson…  weapon aimed… Big Mike… slowly strutting away, homeboy Johnson now joins in on the screaming, pleads with his main-man… “just get down maing, get down, hims gone kilt yo azz man, get down muh homey!” Thinking, hoping, praying the negro has had enough, that he would give up now, after being shot in the arm 2-3 times, Wilson screams out more commands – get on the ground! Stop! Get on the ground! It’s over, stop, give up! Get down, get down! — Brown starts running away, Wilson follows, Johnson the homeboy shouting, ‘give it up Big Mike – gibs it up mayne!’ Wilson; ‘Stop running! Get down! You’re under arrest! Again, just awaiting when help arrives, thinking it’s on the way, biding his time, Wilson follows closely behind Big Brown. He didn’t want another confrontation, he didn’t want another person to person hands on struggle with Big Obese. He didn’t want to fire off any more rounds and again, he didn’t want to kill the beast. Ofc. Wilson just wanted it over. He’s tired… worn to a frazzle… totally, completely… mentally,  physically drained – just wanting Brown to stay within sight until others could take over. Brown finally stops, turns around, stares at the cop. Ofc. Wilson no doubt must of be wondering, what’s he going to do now…

Big Brown does the last thing he should have ever done, matter of fact, it was the last thing he ever did, or will ever do, he turns around, looks at the shouting cop… man, f-ck you, – he takes the risk that the cop will miss again or maybe just another superficial arm shot, but he’s getting that gun no matter what or, he will die trying… he doubles back at the cop! Once again lunging at Officer Wilson. Wilson realizing he might not live through another physical confrontation with the 300 lb. 6′ 4″ ape-sized animal steps back… back… negro Brown, thinking he can yet intimidate the cop with his size, just as he did the store owner, just as he did his teachers and principals at school, just as he’s done undoubtedly to numerous others, keeps coming – Wilson, as he moves away from the lunging Brown, when Brown starts charging like a linebacker… this is it, this was Wilson’s last chance to avoid serious injury or even death,  carefully aims, fires – several more rounds fly through the air. This time they find their target precisely and perfectly. Ahhh the beauty of well placed rounds. In the head and dead – times two. Big Bad Mike Brown is down. Now, where is my back-up? Which soon arrives. But it’s too late. At least for Brown. Boo Hoo (fake tears). Brown lays dead in the street.

Homeboy Dorian Johnson

Dorian Johnson

Of course homeboy Dorian Johnson saw and knew everything. He was standing right there on the sidewalk watching it all. Yet he lied his ass off about all of it. And really, he had too. He had to lie. If he didn’t lie like a rabid dog, he would have suffered the same fate as Big Mike. But only worse and at the hands of fellow negroes. Had he told the truth and busted through the long false yet pervasive narrative of ‘bad White person – good, kind, innocent and noble negro’ – Johnson’s body would have been found with bruises and cuts and bullet wounds from head to toe. And they would have found his body in a dumpster that had been set on fire. And he, more than anyone else, realized that. And that’s exactly why he lied. Of course, as the archive I made below show, none of it worked. And no amount of lies would have or did work. Not only do the legal eagles know how these things go down, there were numerous other witnesses who had come forward and who told the truth. Plus, the evidence told all that was needed to be told. Officer Wilson did everything he could to allow Brown to live. Even after being shot in the arm 2-3 times, had Brown only stopped fighting and had given up – he’d been the hero of 2014. At least in the ghetto. Where his legacy of; ‘hims fought wiff bad, bad whitey and won’ –  would have live for as long as the world itself. They would have turned him into that other Michael… AKA ‘Martin Luther King’ (birth name Michael King Jr.). He would have went from the most lowlife, conniving, lying, crooked, corrupt POS on the earth to the most saintly of saints as time went on. But Brown had that problem, remember the ‘problem?’ Ah huh, that’s what killed him, his authority complex. Someone told him, you’re black, you don’t have to obey authority, you’re special. Yes, a ‘Special-American.’

Lowdown Brown; Fantasy: He’s nothing but a king. Reality: He’s the king of nothing.

Mike Brown AKA


During the fight and directly before and after the shooting, there is and was mass confusion. 911 is/was receiving numerous calls; Der be ah cop be fightin’ some mowahfugga. We hear, heard, gunfire. We see/saw a wite manz, an hims shoted a kid. Sounds like a machinegun maing, can all yall get some cops down hey, see WTF gone down? Do dis be 911? I’se was out der minnin muh own benizzz sellin muh dope n sheet an der beez somebody be shootin at me – n shiet. Gang warfare… at da apartment complex – hurry! Etc. etc etc. St. Louis County dispatch was also receiving calls. They called the Ferguson Police Department for confirmation. But with Wilson’s radio still tuned to the wrong channel – Ferguson didn’t, at that time, didn’t know what had happened, if anything. The media later made light of this, making it sound as if the “White” Ferguson Police Department were incompetent. That they didn’t care, that maybe  they wanted to conceal the shooting. But up until that point, no one knew exactly what had transpired. Not until Ferguson PD arrived on scene and talked with Officer Wilson. Once they fully understood what had transpired, the Ferguson Police Chief called in St. Louis County to investigate and take over the case. As is customary in an officer involved shooting.

When the media caught wind of it, they rushed out to interview some higher ups in the police departments – both Ferguson and St. Louis County. Which, at that time, and rightfully so, couldn’t say much. The thing was yet being put together with investigators still arriving on scene and at the very initial stages of the investigation.

But yet with a ‘baaaad White cop capping a unarmed black youth’ – the media was badgering anyone and everyone for any sound bite or video clip they could get. They more than realized with America’s infatuation with race, that is, when a black is the perceived ‘victim’ of a White – this was big news. And big news equates to big ratings and big ratings equates to big money. Lots of viewers to up their advertising rates per state and federal guidelines, regulations and laws. As advertising rates are set by law and based upon viewership, readership or listenership. So yes, the media hit the big one this time. And they knew it. All they had to do was report the racial angle, then mix it with some BS and they had millions more ‘customers’ – and millions more dollars. They could worry about  truths later. And it soon went national and then international. “White cop – black teen.” “White cop – unarmed black teenager.” “Black youth gunned down by White cop – was raaaccism involved.” Let’s interview hoodrat Tyrone, do you believe this was raaacism Mr. Tyrone Alababu Washington?

Also, outside of media getting video clips from others, many who didn’t know anything about anything – they snagged a ‘good one’ from Dorian Johnson – with his; “hims jus shots muh frein – da cop neba eben gotz out he car, he be callin muh frein names and jus shots him lika dawg.” You mean he shot the unarmed black youth from his car? … “yessum, dats wut aye be sayin” — One of the worst interviews was when they cornered the now former Ferguson Police Chief Jackson. Where the media, wanting to know every little detail and prior to every detail being known, asked the former chief why the ‘black youths’ were confronted in the first place. Chief Jackson stated it was because they were walking in the middle of the street and the cop told them to walk on the sidewalk. But that was only partially true. And at the time the chief didn’t know enough to really be answering questions from an anti-white, biased media.  He should have done like the St. Louis County Police chief did and held a short news conference. Something to quell media hungry yet without saying more than he knew. And also, without a lot of questions that could be construed as something that wasn’t said in media reports. But Chief Jackson, under immense pressure and inexperienced with media wolves, made his ‘they were just walking in the middle of the street’ comment ill advisedly and again, without knowing the full details.

An inexperienced (with media) and now former Police Chief Jackson, making comments to the wolves…

Chief Thomas Jackson, Ferguson, MO - now former chief

Later it was confirmed, same as I mentioned above, after taking verbal abuse, the cop noticed the ‘mystery package’ Brown was holding and trying to hide behind his back.  That $50 box of cigars.  And that’s when the series of events began to unfold. And not because of walking down the middle of the street, as Chief Jackson had stated. Just as soon as the cop wanted to see that hidden package, is when Brown the Clown got pissed and violent. That’s when it all started. That authority problem mentioned above, that most negroes have – only gets worst when they are caught in a lie or in a criminal act.  That’s what caused your officer to cap that nicca cold Mr. Jackson. Not walking down the middle of a street. Your cop was set to take the racial and verbal abuse. And he was fixing to leave the scene and go to the sick baby call. Until he saw that package, that to him, could have been that box of  stolen cigars. And later it was confirmed that it was. But I understand former chief Mr. Jackson. You wanted to keep your job, most likely wanted to be PC. Plus, really, you, like most of us, really didn’t know what had happened. At least not until later. And I also realize, you didn’t understand Marxist media. An extremely virulent anti-white entity, that would, and ultimately did, drag you down into the gutter like a tramp. Right down there where they are. And who would have thought that hey? Well, I certainly don’t want to be too harsh on former Chief Jackson, he’s a victim too.  A victim of a $50 box of cigars, that the nigga just wasn’t going to give up. But more significantly, the victim of a very serious and delusional negro authority problem. Special, Special-American. An unearned and undeserved gift bestowed upon an arrogant, violent and hateful people. And evidently, it’s something worth dying over.


Officer Darren Wilson. Peace be unto you. Hero of the Year, 2014.

Officer Darren Wilson - Hero of the year - 2014


One last thing, to the negroes of Ferguson, MO – Ofc. Wilson’s replacement below….

White-Hispanic Ofc. Zimmerman – but be forewarned, he won’t go down w/o a fight either

New kid in town - Officer George Zimmerman - Ferguson, MO


Main Folders:

Ferguson, MO Racist Riots Archive (Michael Brown) (1) 49 Videos – most in HD

Ferguson, MO Racist Riots Archive (Michael Brown) (2) 130 Videos

Ferguson, MO Racist Riots Archive (Michael Brown) (3) PDF, MP3, MP4, Jpeg and more

Ferguson, MO Racist Riots Archive (Michael Brown) (4) PDF, MP3, MP4, Jpeg and more


986 killed by police 2015 – more than half White

A couple more images

Aspiring rapper;  ‘BigMike’ – MP3


Big Brown’s Criminal Past

Big Mike memorial tree ripped to shreds within 24 hrs. – police investigating – symbol of ‘peace’

Big Mike was pissed, had doubled back on cop

Big Mike, Mom, Dad, Family

Body in the street

Businesses realize Ferguson turned 100% black ghetto – won’t rebuild – Blacks; They‘d better rebuild… or else

Darren Wilson, supporters, interviews, misc

David Manning

Ferguson; 2nd black interim police chief suspended 3 times from last gig as ‘cop’

George Soros funded Ferguson uprising – $33 million dollars

Images, Memes, Misc

Images; ‘Peaceful Protesting’

Images; Scenes around nasty and vile Ferguson

Jewish former NY City Medical Examiner and ‘expert court witness’ brought in to perform for the next act

Lawyer Crump files himself a lawsuit against Ferguson, former police chief, former cop

Liberal journalist Marcus DiPaola beat, robbed, car set on fire by negroes ‘defending’ Brown memorial

Lt. Gov. Kinder; Brown’s stepfather should be arrested, charged with inciting a riot

Lt. Ray Albers aims gun towards rioters, calls the beasts ‘animals’ (later forced to resign by Mex Chief Aaron Jimenez)

Memes, images

Michael Brown Parents’ Bad Influence Plays Out on the National Stage

Mike Brown Family Involved In Robbery Assault Over T-Shirt Sales

Mike Brown’s crappy Memorial(s)

Misc. PDF, Folders

Misc. Pics

More on Soros – PDF

More on Soros – Video

Mudshark’s for Mike Brown

Negroes record themselves telling the truth – Big Brown doubled back on the cop

Palestinian anti-white activist Bassem Yuhdi Masri – the non-whites do this when we‘re still the majority, just imagine when…

Peggy Hubbard on Ferguson, ’BLM,’ and the murder of a 9-yo vs. the death of a thug… to all you MF’s

RIP Jamestown Mall – destroyed by the Michael Brown’s of the world

Race war against Whites

Small sampling of White victims during the black uprising

The Race Baiters

The Undignified Funeral Show

The apartments – scene of the shooting

The biggest lie of our generation; Ferguson was all about traffic tickets

Unsolved crime; elderly White man on oxygen carjacked, run over – left in street

Video clips and shorts – one minute or less

What happens when a black-attack goes wrong – Body in street – The Funeral

White driver encounters blocked road – attacked, harassed – wants to go home

White mom, teen daughter run from Target by vile blacks – Wal-Mart shut down

White woman, man protesting for Officer Wilson attacked

White woman, son carjacked, kidnapped by blacks, calls for help ignored – too busy protecting rioter rights

Whites verbally, physically black-attacked outside black-St. Louis sports stadiums



4 Main Folders
55 Sub Folders
958 Files
15.4 GB Total (after unzipping)


Two places to download;

#1) Racism, Defamation, Denigration, Contempt, Hate & Crimes against White People (7)

#2) Out of Control! (2)


Look for the following zip folders;

Ferguson, MO Racist Riots Archive (Michael Brown) (1) 49 Videos – most in HD

Ferguson, MO Racist Riots Archive (Michael Brown) (2) 130 Videos

Ferguson, MO Racist Riots Archive (Michael Brown) (3) PDF, MP3, MP4, Jpeg and more

Ferguson, MO Racist Riots Archive (Michael Brown) (4) PDF, MP3, MP4, Jpeg and more


PS: Any problems with any of the folders, let me know huh? But it should be all good to go.

Edit; After uploading I did notice one ‘bad’ file – a GIF – it won’t play while inside the folder. But if you remove it from the folder and to your desktop (or wherever) it will work. It has something to do with the total number of characters used to title both folders and sub-folders. I first noticed this when PDF’s wouldn’t load. It’s all in the number of characters used. And evidently the same problem exists with GIFS. I wished Microsoft would correct this.

Anyway, the GIF in question (if you run across it);

(1.1) What it’s all about…

What it's all about...


Screen Shots: (right click, ‘view image’ to enlarge)

Screen Shot (1) Ferguson, Mo

Screen Shot (2) Feguson, MO

Screen Shot (3) Ferguson, MO

Screen Shot (4) Ferguson, MO

Screen Shot (5) Ferguson, MO

Screen Shot (6) Ferguson, MO

Expose Them All


One comment

  1. Anton Chigurh

    Congrats to Big Mike Brown: 3 years without committing a crime!! Too bad there’s other fat nigs willing to take up the slack.


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