And sometimes the cold hard truth slips out and poisons the party.
Had someone come up to me and say that he wasn't sure if she was too young for my tastes, but that black girl over there was interested in me.
Totally forgot where I was when without skipping a beat I said that it doesn't really matter to me as long as you get them in before the third trimester, planned parenthood will still get rid of it. And if they won't, I know a guy with a sawzall and a wood chipper.
So with the looks of shock directed at me, I of course doubled down and offered to ship it back to Africa instead on one of those Jewish slave ships.
Alcohol is not designed for keeping social niceties intact. At least not around snowflakes.