My dad tried to raise me up to hate black people. When my mom would drive us places, my dad would see a black person and yell the N word at them. He always talked so much shit about black people. He made me promise to never date a black man. Well, the last time I seen him was when I was 10... and then again when I was 21 (I seen him walking down a street and I stopped to see if it was him).
WELL GUESS WHAT DAD, I HAVE A WHITE/BLACK SON. Nah, he doesn't know. I don't talk to him, but he would be so angry. I don't give a shit either.