Thursday, October 28, 2004

Laura waxes a bit--*gasp*--racist?!?


I hope any of you who are prepared to feel offended will steer clear of this post due to the title. But you're a masochist and you want the hate and the pain. So no apologies from here on cuz I did my duty and warned you.


I cannot stand some white people sometimes. I'm talking about the kind that come from a super-small town that has like one black person who generally is the epitome of blackness to them, eating fried chicken and watermelon all the time, braiding their hair and drinkin forties out of a paper bag on the porch with the car up on blocks in the front yard. Either that, or the only black person in their town is an oreo who's not really black at all. Those dumbass white people come here and get weirded out when they actually see a black person not wearing the color red, or not wearing A&F or listening to rap. And if I proclaim how good the Incubus concert was they go, "OMG, you like Incubus?!" And then they proceed to tell you how you're so unique, like you're not like other black people. Listen, fucker, you don't know any other black people except your mixed friend who's lighter than Michael Jackson. So shut the heck up.

And another thing: why the heck are all skinny white girls blond or some ungodly shade of something in that area? Is there, like, some "Aryan" haircolor brand or store that has a cloaking device of being another Starbucks or some other place I don't go? Dude, God made us all with some variety and if He intended for all of you to be blonde and carry that same "quilt-bag" (some $3million thrift store knock-off) your "grandma" (some 3-year-old Guatemalan girl cramped into the corner of a sweatshop) made , He wouldn't have made it so friggin difficult to tell you apart anyway. Ugh. Get the net.

I'll probably feel some remorse or something later. You might wanna come back and visit me again then.

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