george68hemirr
I think you guys are full of shit.
The nightmare
This is a Nightmare
In the nightmare I found myself nude in bed, and I was looking at a mirror
on the ceiling, and I discovered that I am Black and I'm circumcised!
Quickly I sat up, found my pants. When I reached for my pants,
I discovered that I only had one hand.
After locating my pants pockets to find my driver's license photo
and it confirmed that I was Black.
I felt myself being very depressed, downcast, sitting in a chair.
But it's a wheelchair!!
That means, of course, besides being black and Jewish, I'm also disabled!!!
I said to myself, aloud "This is impossible. It's impossible that I should
be black and Jewish and disabled."
"It's the pure and holy truth", whispers someone from behind me.
I turn around, and it's my boyfriend.
Just what I needed!!! I am a homosexual, and on top of that with a Mexican
boyfriend.
Oh, my God..... black, Jewish, disabled, gay, with a Mexican boyfriend, drug
addict, and HIV-positive!!!
Desperate, I begin to shout, cry, pull my hair, and Oh, noooooo...I'm bald!!!
The telephone rings.
I reached for the phone with the missing hand.
It's my brother.
He is saying, "Since mom and dad died the only thing you do is hang out,
take drugs, and laze around all day doing nothing. Get a job you worthless
piece of crap... Any job."
Mom?... Dad?... Nooooooooo... Now I'm also an unemployed orphan!
I try to explain to my brother how hard it is to find a job when you are
black, Jewish, disabled, gay with a Mexican boyfriend, are a drug addict,
HIV positive, bald, and an orphan. But he doesn't get it.
Frustrated, I hang up.
With tears in my eyes I go to the window to look out.
I see I live in a shanty-town full of cardboard and tin houses! There is
trash everywhere.
Suddenly I feel a sharp pain near my pacemaker.... Pacemaker?
Besides being black, Jewish, disabled, a fairy with a Mexican boyfriend, a
drug addict, HIV positive, bald, orphaned, unemployed, an invalid with one
hand, and having a bad heart, I live in a crappy neighborhood.
At that very moment my boyfriend approaches and says to me, "Sweetie pie,
my love, my little black heartthrob, have you decided who you are going to
vote for in the Primary?
Will it be Hillary Clinton or Bernie Sanders ???"
Say it isn't so!!! I can handle being a black, disabled, one armed, drug
addicted, Jewish queer on a pacemaker who is HIV positive, bald, orphaned,
unemployed, living in a slum, and with a Mexican boyfriend, but please, oh
dear God, please don't tell me I'm a Democrat
This is a Nightmare
In the nightmare I found myself nude in bed, and I was looking at a mirror
on the ceiling, and I discovered that I am Black and I'm circumcised!
Quickly I sat up, found my pants. When I reached for my pants,
I discovered that I only had one hand.
After locating my pants pockets to find my driver's license photo
and it confirmed that I was Black.
I felt myself being very depressed, downcast, sitting in a chair.
But it's a wheelchair!!
That means, of course, besides being black and Jewish, I'm also disabled!!!
I said to myself, aloud "This is impossible. It's impossible that I should
be black and Jewish and disabled."
"It's the pure and holy truth", whispers someone from behind me.
I turn around, and it's my boyfriend.
Just what I needed!!! I am a homosexual, and on top of that with a Mexican
boyfriend.
Oh, my God..... black, Jewish, disabled, gay, with a Mexican boyfriend, drug
addict, and HIV-positive!!!
Desperate, I begin to shout, cry, pull my hair, and Oh, noooooo...I'm bald!!!
The telephone rings.
I reached for the phone with the missing hand.
It's my brother.
He is saying, "Since mom and dad died the only thing you do is hang out,
take drugs, and laze around all day doing nothing. Get a job you worthless
piece of crap... Any job."
Mom?... Dad?... Nooooooooo... Now I'm also an unemployed orphan!
I try to explain to my brother how hard it is to find a job when you are
black, Jewish, disabled, gay with a Mexican boyfriend, are a drug addict,
HIV positive, bald, and an orphan. But he doesn't get it.
Frustrated, I hang up.
With tears in my eyes I go to the window to look out.
I see I live in a shanty-town full of cardboard and tin houses! There is
trash everywhere.
Suddenly I feel a sharp pain near my pacemaker.... Pacemaker?
Besides being black, Jewish, disabled, a fairy with a Mexican boyfriend, a
drug addict, HIV positive, bald, orphaned, unemployed, an invalid with one
hand, and having a bad heart, I live in a crappy neighborhood.
At that very moment my boyfriend approaches and says to me, "Sweetie pie,
my love, my little black heartthrob, have you decided who you are going to
vote for in the Primary?
Will it be Hillary Clinton or Bernie Sanders ???"
Say it isn't so!!! I can handle being a black, disabled, one armed, drug
addicted, Jewish queer on a pacemaker who is HIV positive, bald, orphaned,
unemployed, living in a slum, and with a Mexican boyfriend, but please, oh
dear God, please don't tell me I'm a Democrat
