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How dare you speak, you swarthy jungle monkey. How dare you open your big lipped, rim encrusted, menthol cigarette smelling mouth?
You are human trash. Universally despised, derided and mocked. Your nationality and skin tone offers no hope to the world that South America can ever prosper. Crawl back in to the Brazilian jungle you came out of, you literal orangutan.
Take your black hairy fingers off your keyboard, and never talk about the human species again, you mockery of our supposed shared ancestor.. It's about as delusional of an idea as your daydreams of European heritage.
You ♥♥♥♥♥♥.
Go fertilise the pampas with you and your families corpses, its the best you can hope for in life. For the first time in your life, ♥♥♥♥♥♥, you have a job making food for beings vastly superior to yourself.
Die, Diego. No one would miss you. Except for Australian Aboriginals, who now would have no one to make them look good.