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Tuesday, September 23, 2031
A white man said, "Colored people are not allowed here."
The black man turned around and stood up. He then said:
"Listen sir....when I was born I was BLACK, "
"When I grew up I was BLACK, "
"When I'm sick I'm BLACK, "
"When I go in the sun I'm BLACK "
"When I'm cold I'm BLACK, "
"When I die I'll be BLACK."
"But you sir."
"When you're born you're pink, "
"When you grow up you're white"
"When you're sick, you're green, "
"When you go in the sun you turn red, "
"When you're cold you turn blue, "
"And when you die you turn purple.
"And you have the nerve to call me colored?"
The black man then sat back down and the white man walked away....
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Bashir™
Around here, However, We don't look backwards for long. we keep moving forward opening up new doors, and doing things because we are because we're curious...and curiosity keeps leading us down new paths
NO SERIOUSLY WHY?
Champions aren't made in gyms. Champions are made from something they have deep inside them-a desire, a dream, a vision. They have to have last-minute stamina, they have to be a little faster, they have to have the skill and the will. But the will must be stronger than the skill.
Your enemy stabs you in the front;
Your friend stabs you in the back;
Your boyfriend/girlfriend stabs you in the heart;
But me, your closest friend, carries a knife...
To stab those muthafuckers right back
...DAMNIT
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nothing can be sacrificed for the future if the future is uncertain