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Username: Carey
Post Number: 1452
Registered: 05-2004
Rating: N/A
Votes: 0 | | Posted on Friday, December 19, 2008 - 11:32 am: | |
I never really knew who this guy was. Every time I'd see his cheesin' ass on the television I would instantly turn the channel. One day I did stop and give him about 5 minutes of my time and it didn't take long to see what he was on. He appeared to be a good old Uncle Tom. I could be wrong but I only gave him 5 minutes. He wasn't talkin' about nothin'.
Look at Troy, they kind of look like father and son *lol*. Yeah, Troy has on his hoodie and everythang.
Troy: "Dad, do you think I could get a few bucks"
Dad: What do you need it for?
Troy: Well dad, I got this women looking at me and I am kind of feelin' her.
Dad: I understand,son. Is she a white girl?
Troy: Dad?! Why would you ask something like that?
Dad: Well son, there's some thangs I've been meaning to tell you.
Troy: Come on dad, I know you hate black folk.
Dad: No son, see, I am not really black, I just look black. It's a job thang.
Troy: Stop it dad, you're hurting me with all of this.
Dad: Okay son but I guess I should tell you the rest. You're a man now and it's time.
Troy: Don't dad, what are you going to tell me, mom is not my mother?
Dad: How did you know?! We found you and thought you would look good for our blackness.
Troy: But dad, what about all the pictures and my birth certificate.
Dad: Damn boy, ain't you learned nothin'. We sent you to school and you got that nice Web site. You know you can get a piece of paper like 1-2-3.
Troy: What are you saying? Are you saying you never loved me?
Dad: Well, to tell the truth, I never could stand your black ass. Have you looked at yourself lately... you're black.
Troy: I should kick your ass right now.
Dad: Go ahead and try. I'll shoot you where you stand. You'll be just another brother, just like the others. I'll tell them you were trying to shake me down for money and I had to kill you. Shit, they'll give me a badge and another television spot. Go ahead, act like you want to hit me. I'll f**k you up.
Troy: F**k you Juan. You know what, I never thought you was my dad in the first place. Oh no, I thought Leon was my dad. Every day you went to work he would come by and him and mom would have a good ol'time. Yes sir, him and all his blackness would be up in there drinking all your Whiskey. Hell, I thought you knew. They would turn on the TV and laugh at your dumb ass.
Dad: Stop it son!
Troy: Who you callin' son? F**k you Juan. I never did like yo' ass either.
Juan: It's like that?
Troy: Yeah, it's like that!
** Troy shrugs his shoulders like he's going to hit his ol'dad. Juan runs down the street, cryin' like a b***h** |