Friday, February 15, 2019

Overheard at Table 2: Lucky and Blackface

Otis Redwing: You know, in high school, that used to be my nickname.  'Blackface.'

Lucky Moran:  No shit.

Otis: No shit.  Some kids thought it was more creative than just calling me 'Oreo.'

Lucky: And why would they call you 'Oreo'?  Are you tasty in milk?

Otis: Because I always hung out with dorks like you.

Lucky: Wonderfully intelligent and dashingly handsome?

Otis: No.  Kids who played Dungeons and Dragons and read HP Lovecraft and Isaac Asimov.   I never played sports.  So even all the football and basketball players - which were the black kids at school - even they started calling me 'Blackface' because they said that even though I had a black face, I'd always be white just underneath.

Lucky: Wait ... are you telling me ... you're BLACK?!

Otis: Oh no.  Not this again.

Lucky: Otis, do you know what this MEANS?

Otis: I'm gonna have to beat your ass in the parking lot?

Lucky: This means that I can tell everyone that I HAVE A BLACK FRIEND!!

Otis: Not if you keep going like this you don't.

Lucky: Whoo hoo!  I can't be racist!

Otis: Too bad you can't stop being a dumbass.

Lucky: How come you never told me this before?

Otis [a pause]:  Because I knew this is how you'd react.

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