Friday, July 24, 2009
Enigma
Today I - your basic European-American-Caucasian-Mutt - emerged from the grocery store bearing fruit from the tropics and fixins for a Tex-Mex dinner only to find that next to my car was a Hispanic man eating Chinese food while listening to rock and roll and sitting in a van covered in Native American stickers.
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In the words of the song, "And I say to myself what a beautiful world."
That's funny, Mikki, I don't care who you are.
I love it!!! Only in America.
Further proof that America is more like a stew than a melting pot.
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