Flinging poo in Da Muu Muu
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WILLIAMSBURG — A 58-year-old sheboon wearing a muu-muu and walking her dog Mischief on the nigborhood’s waterfront claims she was attacked by a city worker when her pooch pooped on Kent Avenue, a new lawsuit claims.
Ruth Cunningham-Morris, 58, said she was “verbally and physically assaulted” by a Department of Transportation employee — identified in the suit as Ricardo Rosa — who “continued to punch, choke, strangle, assault, batter, beat and terrorize” her and “tore off her clothes”, according to the suit filed in Brooklyn Supreme Court last month. The DOT employee was just doing his job enforcing the City’s clean up the dog shit law, when the sow chimped out on him. As with any lawless behavior, niggers are always the worst offenders. I’ve never seen a nigger clean up after its dog, and until now, I’ve never seen the City attempt to enforce this law against a nigger. The enforcement philosophy seems to be that if the niggers want to have dog poop all over their nigborhoods, let it be.
Cunninghan-Morris was so angered by the attack that she ended up throwing a bag of her dog’s poop at Rosa. Just like a nigger reverting to its simian instincts and flinging poo like the monkeys at the zoo.
“She was an elderly woman in a muu-muu going to the trash can to get a bag for her dog,” her lawyer Robert Digiani Jr. said. The lawyer smells a payday on this one even though the case is laughable. There are so many niggers in Brooklyn, that the odds of getting dealt a jury box full of spades is very good, and since it is not their money and mammy is aggrieved, an award for a million taxpayer dollars is possible.
Cunningham-Morris said she was out on a “routine walk” with her 15-year-old pitbull-mix Mischief about 8:30 a.m. last April, but she had forgotten to bring out a trash bag to clean up the mess. I’ll bet the jig always “forgets” to bring a bag with her.
“Usually I bring bags everywhere — I still carry them in my pocket, even though she died,” said Cunningham-Morris of Mischief, who passed away in January. “I was walking to the can, but I walk slowly,” said Cunningham-Morris, who uses a cane. This shuckin’ n’ jivin’ nigger doesn’t even make sense. After her dog is dead for two months, she still carries shitbags in her pocket. But the one time she is observed by the City official, she doesn’t have a bag. What are the odds?
The DOT worker, according to her lawyer, saw her leaving poop on the street and he started yelling and berating her. So far so good! You can’t teach an old nigger new tricks, so berating them for their monkeyshines may be in order.
Even after she cleaned up the dog mess, the employee Ricardo Rosa continued to yell, so “the devil got in me and I went and chucked the bag at his truck,” she said. Sheeeit! And the jig wonders why it was aperested.
Cunningham-Morris claims Rosa beat her and caused “severe and visible injuries.” She said police arrived on the scene and arrested her, refusing to get her medical attention. As routine as sunrise in the morning, jigs that get aperested always ask for da amberlamps because “ah can’ts breeef n’ sheeeit.” Also, maybe the jig’s “severe and visible injuries” were nonexistent.
The officers took her to Williamsburg’s 94th Precinct, where they “chained her by her hands and feet to a chair mere feet away from Mr. Rosa” for 6 hours, the suit says. I doubt Mr. Rosa was there for 6 hours. My very educated guess is that the cops had him there for maybe 40 minutes to get his statement, write it up and give it to him to sign.
And even though an emergency medical services vehicle followed Cunningham-Morris to the precinct, cops continued to stop her from seeing a paramedic, she said. Niggers have a special form of Munchausen syndrome via arrest. As explained earlier, they all claim medical problems when aperested, usually “Ah can’ts breef.” The cops are on to this monkeyshine that does nothing except chew up taxpayer dollars for an expensive amberlamps trip to take the nigger to the ER and the cops to stand guard. The nigger is always immediately discharged with a bill borne by the City.
She claims several lacerations on her face did not heal properly and left her with scars, not to mention emotional trauma, the suit says. Hmm, so exactly how and when did the jig get the lacerations on her face that scarred? Inquiring minds want to know!
“It’s painful, I still have headaches and a scar on my lip,” said Cunningham-Morris. “I’m still in therapy since April.” More shuck n’ jive.
“I’ve gotten no justice,” she said. “I just want to be peaceful.” Justice would be tossing your nigger ass out of court and sending you directly to jail without collecting $200.
A spokeswoman from the city’s law department declined to comment since the case is still open. But if they did comment, the comment would be short and sweet: “Niggers!”
Cunningham-Morris said that the DOT worker should consider himself lucky. “Thank God the dog was old because if she’d been younger he wouldn’t be here to tell about it — she would have torn his tail up,” she said. And the jigs wonder why they are always in trouble with da man.
“But she was so old, she was at the end of her rope.” Since the jig brought it up first, Brooklyn niggers should all be at the ends of their respective ropes, the other ends attached to the trees that grow in Brooklyn.