My dad was a complicated man. He was a huge racist, my dad, but he still tried to be a good father, you know? Like, he would tell me that Santa Claus was black — that way, when I found out he didn't exist, it wouldn't be that big a let down.
Q: What do you call a group of black people. A: An auction.
Q: What did God say when he first made the black person? A: Holly shit I have burned one.
What do you call a mexican rolling in sand? A churro.
Q: What's the difference between a toilet and a Kardashian? A: Nothing! They both accept big brown stinky turds!
Yo mamma so black when she gets in the car the oil light turns on.
Why is life like a box of fruit? Because when they go bad, they go black!
What do you get when you cross a brassiere with Texas? Playtex.
Q: What do you call a white person engulfed in flames? A: A firecracker.
Only if they had more mosquito nets in Africa. We would be able to save millions of mosquitos from dying horribly from HIV.