Tuesday, September 03, 2002

I heard a joke the other day and I would like ot share it with you. First off let me say this is not a racist joke in the least. I don't like raciam ( can't even spell it thats how much I don't like it :-) ) I can't see how someone can look at someone else who doesn't look like them and automatically think there is something wrong with them; so if you hear this joke and get offended you are wound way too tight. Life is not that serious. I like this joke because it shows how people look at the same things from a different point of view. Theres this old black man sitting talking to this old white man. the black man says " when I was born... I was black. When I grew up... I was black. When I go out in the sun.... I am black. When I am sick...I am black, and when I die...I am black. When you are born... you are pink. When you grew up... you are white. When you go out in the sun... you are tan. When you are sick... you are green and when you die... you are grey. So who are you calling me colored?"

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