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the trials and tribulations of a young indian in the citaaaaay

Thursday, December 17, 2009

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I had terrible food poisoning on saturday night. I threw up serious litres of stomach sauce. It was a painful time. After I was so exhausted I passed out. I woke up at 3 am with an intense throbbing pain in my legs and forehead, but for reasons unbeknownst to me, I could only focus on one thing: why arn't old Jewish men more upset with young Afro-American men who use the word Ghetto so freely?

I rolled around for several more hours because of pain in my legs due to dehydration, but the only conclusion I could come to was this. Most Jewish people I've met are peaceful, almost to the point of passive, and a lot of old Jewish men might be making money off of young Afro-American men using the word Ghetto on records.

Thats my word. I'm out.