who you tryin' to get crazy with, ese? doncha know I'm loco?
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All the ways you wish you could be, that's me. I look like you wanna look, I **** like you wanna ****, I am smart, capable, and most importantly, I am free in all the ways that you are not.
All the ways you wish you could be, that's me. I look like you wanna look, I **** like you wanna ****, I am smart, capable, and most importantly, I am free in all the ways that you are not.
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ONCE UPON A TIME THERE WAS A LITTLE BOY IN MEXICO WALKING DOWN A PATH TO A VILLAGE. ALONG THE WAY THERE WAS A LITTLE OLD MAN BENT DOWN TO THE FLOOR NEXT TO A DONKEY WITH EXTREMELY LARGE BALLS. THE LITTLE BOY STOPPED AND ASKED THE MAN
"EXCUSE ME SIR, COULD YOU TELL ME THE TIME?"
"GIVE ME A MINUTE" SAID THE OLD MAN AND STARTED FONDLING THE DONKEY'S BALLS. AFTER ABOUT A MINUTE OF FOUNDLING THE BALLS HE LET GO AND SAID
"3 O'CLOCK "
THE LITTLE BOY WAS ASTOUNDED
"SIR, PLEASE TELL ME HOW YOU DID THAT TRICK? "
THE OLD MAN SHOOK HIS HEAD.
"NEG, IT'S A FAMILY SECRET!"
"PLEASE SIR, I MUST KNOW! " THE MAN THOUGHT FOR AWHILE BEFORE TELLING THE BOY THAT IF HE REALLY WANTED TO KNOW TO COME BACK THE NEXT DAY.
THE NEXT DAY THE BOY CAME BACK AND ASKED THE MAN FOR THE TIME AGAIN. THE MAN STOOPED TO THE GROUND AND STARTED FONDLING THE DONKEYS BALLS.
"12:05 "
"PLEASE SIR YOU HAVE TO TELL ME YOUR SECRET!" THE BOY EXCLAIMED.
"FIRST, GET ON THE GROUND AND TRY IT YOURSELF." SAID THE MAN. SO THE BOY GOT ON THE GROUND AND STARTED FONDLING THE DONKEY'S BALLS. YET, DESPITE HIS FONDLING, HE COULDN'T SEE ANYTHING. HE TRIED AGAIN, BUT STILL SAW NOTHING IN THE DONKEY'S BALLS.
" IT'S NOT WORKING! PLEASE I HAVE TO KNOW! "
"FINE." THE MAN SAID AND GOT TO THE GROUND. HE PARTED THE DONKEY'S BALLS AND POINTED TO THE CLOCK TOWER BEHIND THEM IN THE DISTANCE.
Yeah because prejudices based on race when you're a minority doesn't make you racist, it makes you a realist because all majority's are just elitist racists bastards
well, I know the guys I used to run with, all mexicans, were referred to as cholo's. they drove the low rider cars, wore the wife beaters with khaki pants, and wore the black slip on shoes, or Chuck Taylors.
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