im sorry i didnt have time to properly give him a tribute, but i was living his dream
i took a bus to hollywood and sat in the front. i met a white girl in the middle of an all white bar and made out with her within minutes. why not?
went in the bathroom and was approached by two tall men from the south
and was congratulated, not assaulted.
infact they asked me how i did it.
after i told them, we all had drinks as they salivated over her and then i let them in on another secret: that mlk was not the finest black man who ever lived.
and gentlemen, if you made it to the busblog this morn, this is the photo essay i was referring to.
drinks are on me next time.