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overheard in my household: “…not that theatre…”

inspired by the sweet, funny things my friend’s son amoz says….here are not sweet at all and embarrassing things to find yourself laughing at; overheard when my relatives get together. try to imagine asians being racist. i know its hard to do. in the privacy of our homes, here are the super not pc things i’ve endured……

me: “….how about we go to the ****** theatre?”

relative: “no good. black people go to that theatre.”

me: “…uh, how about *********?”

relative: “yes, that’s fine. white people there.”


i’m sure this only happens in my house.

the identity of relatives have been protected.

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