A situation came up where my friend had to have his other friend drop something off at my house. Dog barks. i answer the door. He comes in wearing American flag pants, windbreaker, kangol bucket hat, and toothless. Tells me he’s 54 within a minute. 

I’m just wondering what else got neglected, besides his teeth, in his quest to enrich his identity crises.

Thinking you’re black is ALMOST as bad as thinking you’re a woman.