A few weeks ago a friend of mine from Vegas came to visit. After she went back home she sent me a Facebook message and signed off saying, "Stay black."
Which all lead to the following exchange:
Me: Stay black? I think I will. Amazing.
Her: Being black can also be a state of mind.
Me: That's why when I leave a room I often say, "I'll be black."
Her: Ha! I bet you do. I think you should start referring to yourself as a black man and see how concerned your family gets.
Me: I might need some training. I might have to axe you some questions about how to be a black man.
Her: Axe away! Actually, I will train you to be a loud and ghetto black woman. They really don't put up with people's shit. Plus, it would be more fun. You might have to get a hair weave.
Me: I'd love to be a loud, obnoxious black woman. I'll start by yelling at the screen in movie theaters. You can teach me more later.
Her: That's a great start! Also, remember to take offense to everything someone says to you.
Me: I'm offended that you thought you had to tell me to be offended.
Her: Bitch! Calm yo black ass down!
Me: That is absolutely the first time anyone has told me that. Awesome! I feel darker already.
It warrants mentioning that she just so happens to be black. If you can't mock stereotypes, then what's the point?
More on this later.
this post was awesome - i want to be her friend i have always wanted to be a sassy black woman too! i truly think i have an inner sbw already!
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