WATCH: AOC Imitates “Black Southern Preacher” In Front Of Black Crowd, Gets Torched

Adding to that, she defended her mimicry by saying, “Any kid who grew up in a distinct linguistic culture & had to learn to navigate class enviros at school/work knows what’s up. My Spanish is the same way.” Then, in a separate tweet, she said, “As much as the right wants to distort & deflect, I am from the Bronx. I act & talk like it, *especially* when I’m fired up and especially when I’m home. It is so hurtful to see how every aspect of my life is weaponized against me, yet somehow asserted as false at the same time.”

In any case, watch AOC’s black preacher impression here:


In a similar incident to the “black southern preacher” one, AOC the Democrat diva, when getting heckled mercilessly by her constituents, danced like a child before getting back on the mic and embodying some kind Latin King.

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