Not this or that.

Before you say anything, this is just a silly story, whatever you are, know your God and wife (and your secret boyfriend) love you for the special little human you are. (And your ex-wife told me she thinks about you still, but you gotta move on.)

Me and my red pen rewrote my first draft into a more pleasant story, so the ending changed. All of the characters in my story now hold hands, kiss, and do other stuff together (They link up like a cho-cho train).

Race and ethnicity are very hard to write about. There are many people in this beautiful world, the point of the story was not racial, but rather, ambiguous commentary on a music video. Look for beauty in everything you see. Haha, out fortune-cookie me on that one Hallmark!

The platypus is still the dumbest creature ever.

Courage my friends, courage.
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Once there was a multiracial group of thugs. Each thug was good at one thing, and only one thing. However, when one of them got into a brawl, all of them joined in. But they all had personality's and character traits that would differentiate them and that's why they were considered thugs.

So one day, a fellow who happened to be non-Mexican in nature was pitching nickels in an alley that most of the multiracial thugs thought of as theirs.

A non-Mexican, non-white, Krip came into their alley and tried to push them off their own block. The non-Mexican was having none of it, until the Krip pulled out a gun. The non-Mexican was screaming at him, "Just you vatos wait. We're going to come at you tenfold."

The Krip laughed and said, "You silly non-Mexican, when will you learn that you are not non-Mexican and non-white?"

Later that night the group of multiracial thugs, were at a party, trying to figure out what to do about the Krips that had taken over their turf. Unfortunately, what they were drinking was not water, and it made their egos bigger and their ideas worse.

Around midnight the multiracial gang had gotten all together, and decided to ambush the Krips. The member of the gang who was non-Mexican non-white went out first. He did some sort of handshake with the Krip, and then said, "I hear you have a problem with non-white non-Mexicans." The Krip understood him, but was weary of the way the non-Mexican non-white gang member said it.

Slowly the Krip said, "Look, if you want something I can sell you, but you better run your little tuchus up off this block." Then the non-white non-black member came up behind the Krip and said, "Wrong answer meat-head." He pulled a handkerchief tight around the guys mouth, and asked as he always did, "Does this smell like coliform?"

The Krip went down immediately, and it took the entire multiracial gang to carry him to the basement. Eventually he woke up and asked the non-Mexican non-black homie, "What is your plan now vato? Don't you know there are more of us than there are of you? How long will it take you to kidnap all of the Krips?"

The non-Mexican non-black thug came out with a bat. The Krip knew what was up though. He says, "What are you going to do, beat me with that bat?"

The thug smiles with his gold teeth showing, "No. I am going baseball practice." The Krip became confused and said, "What you want me to say? That you're all non-white non-black non mexicans?" The thug smiled again, "No, it doesn't matter what you say, but you should refer to me as your friend, because I am not playing who's on first with you."

To this the Krip had a very serious ethical and conscientious dilemma.

He smiled, he had gold teeth too, the Krip said, "Bring it on."

They all laughed at his joke, and then they went out to watch and play baseball, and the Krips would smile and wave every time they saw the interratical gang.
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