I Still Have Nightmares

One night, I was just walking around, and something really strange happened. Every single black person that night took one look at me and decided to punch me square in the face. Repeatedly.

It hurt.

And I’m not just talking about one or two, I’m saying every single black person beat the crap out of me that night.

I don’t know why. I didn’t do anything. I didn’t say anything. I didn’t even look at anyjoke funny.

But after that, I did stop dressing up as a ghost for Halloween.