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Caption this pic
It was a muggy December day in New Orleans, overly hot for the season, but not uncommon to the locals. The air hung heavy and damp as Rhy'quell finished mugging his third tourist of the day. A fine haul of 43 dollars, an iPhone and some jewelry had been well worth beating the middle aged New York native about the face with his pistol.

He left her whimpering in the alley as he grabbed the front of his sagging pants and walked away. He overheard the sounds of the local news through an open window. Apparently the city council had voted to remove the Confederate statues in the city, to a raucous applause from the assembled natives. Rhy'quell mused on how the city was finally doing something to combat the terrible problems of New Orleans, and rounded the corner with a golden smile flashing across his lips.

He stood in the looming shadow. The sun no longer reflected across his grill. He raised his gaze slowly across the grey-green boots. The trunks of metal legs. The oxidized overcoat.

His brown eyes beheld a bronze beard a foot above his head. Metal eyes met his gaze, empty and unfeeling, silently judging him. His own grew wide with confusion and fear, followed by anger. His gun came up perpendicular to the sidewalk and his mouth formed into a sneer as he grabbed his crotch with one hand and fired his pistol into the obstacle in his path, each report accompanied by curse from his lips.

The bullets tore through the figure, punching neat holes through the first layer of metal skin and rattling around as they struck the other side, their velocity not enough to carry them through.

The mouth never moved. The eyes never blinked. Rhy'quell's sneer turned to a trembling of lips as the golem swung its sword in a terrible arc. The blade made thick, wet sound as it sliced through his neck in a font of blood. His dreadlocks fanned out in all directions as his head rolled into the gutter, like dice in a back alley game.

The General stood sentinel straight, the red gore dripping from his saber. Seems he had his work cut out for him. But after all, it was they that had wanted him to come down...

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Possibly the best thing I have ever read on the OT. You win the internet today.

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They work the graveyard shift.

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taxpayers

People who annoy you for the win Pat

I do it all the time

Awesome!! They are taking down the statue that I was told that I am offended by.

I found this grill when I was cleaning a hotel room after the Bayou Classic.

Guy in the front still has the tag on his hat. Guess he'll return it after the rally. Can be gettin ashes in yo dreads.

Every day presents new tests that challenge my ability to be tolerant and refrain from developing racial prejudices and stereotypes.

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