Social disease.
Once my man asked his mom, "how come everything's 'white'?".
He said,
"why is Jesus white with blonde hair and blue eyes?".
"why is the lord's supper men all white?".
"Angels are white, pope and mary".
Then he asked, "Do we go to heaven when we die?".
His mom answered, "naturally we go to heaven".
To which he wondered,
"what happened to the black angels when picture is taken".
The angel's food cake was a white cake and the devil's food cake was the chocolate cake.
Tarzan who lives in the African jungle is white.
The president live in the white house.
Mary had a little lamb who's fleece was white as snow.
Snow white and everything is white.
Santa Claus is white.
Everything bad was Black.
The little ugly duckling was a black duck.
The black cat was the bad luck.
If I threaten you, I'm gonna blackmail you.
He said "why don't they call it whitemail, they lie too".
Also not only our thoughts are same but our killin' humour too.
When he went to an restaurant and ordered food, the white woman told him, "We don't serve negros". Then he goes, "I don't eat'em too".
I wonder what his mother's inner voice was. Was it the joy of having such an intellectual child? Or the suffering of a mother on how her child with this pure heart (not gonna say pure white heart) is gonna survive in this world?
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