And I accidentally called the ‘colors’ ‘colored’ and the ‘darks’ ‘blacks’… but I still managed to get the ‘whites’ right… am I a racist?
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Pouring My Art Out 
Not a racist – a colorist!
I almost used that
I laughed all the way through all the comments. The laundry is probably going to get you back somehow and spread rumors you are a closet racist…which means you need to watch your back in your closet.
Or watch my back if I come out of the closet… BAM… that’s why I’m the king!
You are not racist…you are just confused. Or confusing. Or both.
I think most racists are confused… just saying…
As long as you don’t call the whites – crackers, you should be okay
I like to keep my crackers clean.
Cracker than crack
For my crack squirrels… HA!
Ha that’s what I thought when I wrote it
Is it PC to laugh at that or should I not?
I am not sure… that is how I know it is a clever post.
Screw ’em. I went ahead and laughed anyway. They’ll probably cancel my show and take away all my lucrative endorsement deals next. I have a plan though. I’ll go into therapy and rehab and then make the morning talk show circuit and be redeemed.
Pete: Well I’ll be a sonofabitch. Delmar’s been saved.
Delmar O’Donnell: Well that’s it, boys. I’ve been redeemed. The preacher’s done warshed away all my sins and transgressions. It’s the straight and narrow from here on out, and heaven everlasting’s my reward.
Ulysses Everett McGill: Delmar, what are you talking about? We’ve got bigger fish to fry.
Delmar O’Donnell: The preacher says all my sins is warshed away, including that Piggly Wiggly I knocked over in Yazoo.
Ulysses Everett McGill: I thought you said you was innocent of those charges?
Delmar O’Donnell: Well I was lyin’. And the preacher says that that sin’s been warshed away too. Neither God nor man’s got nothin’ on me now. C’mon in boys, the water is fine.
You crack me up.
This has to be from “O Brother Where Art Thou?”. One of the best movies…ever.
Indeed it was and it is.
well played
Yeah, I miss my being here as often too.
awwwwwww
I like that movie
Ha,ha! Don’t even get me started! At my kid’s elementary school, they were not allowed to call the paved play area the black-top!!! 🙂
We try to whitewash everything… uh… so to speak…
That’s funny. I guess it depends on which color of socks you ask.
I am going to do them all together from now on…
The melting pot of the laundry room.
Ha…
Isn’t a racist someone who races cars around a racetrack?
Well… some of the Nascar guys I guess… HA!
No, just a wise-ass.
oh… phew
I think that says it all.
not all