BEING COLOURED.
A black man walked into a bar, only to be told by the waiter that he would have to dine in the “coloured†area.
The black man turned to the waiter and said…When I was born...I was BLACK.
When I grew up...I was BLACK.
When I am sick...I am BLACK
When I go out in the sun...I am BLACK.
When I go out in the cold...I am BLACK.
When I die...I am BLACK.But you white folk...When you are born...You are PINK.
When you grow up...You are PEACH.
When you are sick...You are GREEN.
When you go out in the cold...You are BLUE.
When you are scared... You are WHITE.
When you go out in the sun...You are RED.
When you die...You turn PURPLE.And you have the nerve to call me coloured?
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