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Be Thankful They Didn't Bring a Watermelon!

I have never met anyone who didn't like fried chicken. In fact, I know a number of people who like it any way it comes. It can be fresh from the skillet, room temperature, or cold from the refrigerator. It can be plain fried, spicy, or covered in barbecue sauce. Fried chicken is good no matter how you make it; and fried chicken lovers can be found among every race, religion, sex and sexual deviancy. (I added that in order to be politically correct.)

Last week, a number of Caucasian people got together for a picnic. One of the persons attending naturally brought along his adopted black son, who happens to be about 17 years old. Of course, all people were welcome to the picnic, as nobody attending would ever have thought to exclude anybody based on race.

One of the older ladies attending the picnic brought a bucket of Colonel Sander's famous Kentucky Fried Chicken. Obviously, according to one person, she may have needed sensitivity training.

Why? Because, after the event was over, the black young man looked at his adopted parent and asked, "Did somebody bring that fried chicken to the picnic because they knew I was going to be there?"

I am glad nobody brought a watermelon!

You cannot make this stuff up!

Rory Johnson, 29, was arrested in May for a liquor store robbery in Elkhart, Ind. Johnson had parked in the back of the store to facilitate his getaway but had trouble exiting because of congestion due to road construction. Five minutes after the robbery, he was sitting in his car, having moved only a few feet, and liquor store employees pointed him out to police 

I was doing some work for a female client a few days ago. After the job was finished I apologized to the woman for not shaving and told her I was trying to grow a beard. After she looked at at my facial hair she said, "Well, I can see some gray; but you'll definitely want to color that out." Of course, she was being helpful.

Trying to be friendly in return, I said, "Oh, great idea! Is that what you do with yours?"

Ugh.