thehostilenegress
Dhiraj Naseen
thehostilenegress
Dhiraj Naseen (The Hostile Negress) is a renowned ratchetologist and advocate of foolishment. A blackbelt spinster, she holds advanced degrees in crochet, cats, crystals and being socially awkward.

Bwoy I done did it today. I’m impressing myself.

Most of my peeps at HU had hotplates. I literally was never taken to a dining hall - no idea what part of campus they were in. They got annoyed with me for asking after a while lol

I feel like at some point they could turn stuff into gold! Are you sure you aren’t leaving that part out???

There’s a bit of a pattern. But I just got the word I’m a troll (always the last to know) so I’m not sure my opinion is relevant.

Hmm. I felt like I was pretty reasonable. I mean, I fell on my sword and admitted I was just in my feelings about someone at work.

Chill man chill. I’m not saying YOU! Ok look, one of them ninjas works with me and pissed me off yesterday. I’m not making this up - so I’m probably just bitter.

This won’t be a popular opinion but the evidence has long been mounting that there’s something about these Milwaukee black folk that ain’t never right.

She looks betterish in some other pics, but I had the same initial thought.

That sexual assault stuff is some mess.

What in the whole fuck though...

A well placed rock throw. A loose skyscraper window. A slippery driveway. A frying pan. A sock full of batteries.

I’m proud to say I have never, ever seen this show. I’m not proud because it’s bad or anything, rather, because I believe this makes me the only 38-year-old black female with this status in the northern hemisphere.

I’m just here to marvel at how long old rifles were. Like fuck, it had to take 20 minutes for the bullet to get out of there...

We need to be scouring social media to pinpoint the next potential shooting and get his ass into position ...

Is it too late to add The President of Blind Quadriplegics United...

I spend maybe $100 monthly to fill my shelves with pasta, cereals, beans, flour, rice, sugar, and spices.

I just knew this was gonna be a post I could use to entre into why my parents should stop talking about shit I did in the late ‘90s.

Ok, I can accept this explanation. I just wanted to know I wasn’t imagining that.

LOL you’ve got a point there