I was on this board, disagreeing with some half-baked liberal policy and the excess of The Dear Leader. In my kitchen on the mean streets of the 70809 talking to the impossibly-gorgeous and long-suffering Mrs. Pimp. She was speaking Vietnamese to our oldest daughter Angry, who in turn was having a study group from BRHMS that was comprised of two black kids, three "Asians" (I call em ornamentals), a Panamanian kid, my daughter and a couple *gasp* white kids.
My son Befuddled was busy skateboarding with his best pal out back, a too-goofy-to-be-believed black kid, two times his size, who I had taken to The Planetarium earlier that week.
My youngest Disgruntled was "face-timing" with her
best friend, a remarkably smiley black girl whom our daughter had a sleepover with the night before, in Mid City.
It was amidst this scene of Shockingly Racist White Supremacy in which I was asked to defend the contents of my soul
by a white liberal. It shook me to my core, I'll tell you.
I just really need you sanctimonious moral-preening, race-baiting, bumper-sticker-slogan-spouting, liberal dipshits to shut the hell up now and acknowledge that your 1967 Race Narrative is a bit played out.
And don't let me stop you from delicately fricking yourself with an Al Sharpton autographed ebony butt plug.
Thanks in advance.