Thursday, May 14, 2009

Noncomeodenic Shampoo



First, let me warn, anyone who thinks that this post is something racist, should examine their consciences and wonder if it will have corrupted too politically correct world in which we live. And
Chincha, a tremendously racist song or not.




was little I wanted to be black, one of those black girls with braids around the head, or better Moreover, with little monkey, always gave me a lot of envy.
Then I grew up and still wanting to be black teenager, this skin but not too fat and free of grain, huge eyes and smile as wide as a world, I wanted to be black was all they knew would never get. Living in the Bronx, rapping with my cool friends and enemies.
I kept growing and growing I'd rather be a mocking black, with a huge ass and move down the street like the queen of the mambo. No matter how fat is that your feet are crooked or not an ass through the door. While white women are covered and filled with complex, they come and take the world of street without complex and a movement of hips and would like many.
And I will continue to grow and want to be an old black woman, to remember how hard it was youth and how well it went, and appealed to all like the white men and looked at her with envy. Maybe even go to any Mass luba to enter into ecstasy and move to the rhythm of music.

I think the fault lies with having spent my childhood at the end of the eighties-nineties, where the boom of the black series of Bill Cosbys invaded us, Princes of Bel-air, and Steves Urkels Websters.
I also thought that in another life was black, it may be is not it, I'm a perfect negative of the race, light eyes, discolored skin and curves extremely discreet .... to see if I am reincarnated .... bad thing is that I did in China, not that I have nothing against it, is q is not the same .... is also a waste of time, total, to return to Spain adopted: P (a saludi everyone I know Chinese!! though none understand the English ...)

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