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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