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gala_applesare any of you on the flist black? not that i care personally, i just have some questions.
see, i've only met one black person, and it was in sixth grade, and i hated him. i hum to myself while i write, and he sat in the desk next to me, and he wouldn't stop asking me to sing. annoying bastard.
my school isn't a white only school, i'm not in the deep south. the composition, (keep in mind it wasn't like i've created a census or whatnot) is about:
Asian:45%
Caucasian:40%
Aboriginal:10%
East Indian:4.9%
Other:.1%
which means in a school of about 2000, i have 20 black people. and i realise this is a stereotype, but they all play sports, and the last time i had contact with a athlete was when they hit my friend in the head with an apple.
so yes, normally when i have offesive questions, i ask the friend that has the qualities i'm asking about. but i don't know any black people.
is it true your palms are lighter then the rest of your body?
is it true it's impossible to tell if you're blushing?
is it true there's a secret ring of married men having gay sex called "The Downlow"?
that's it for now, but if i don't get beat down, i may have more questions.
see, i've only met one black person, and it was in sixth grade, and i hated him. i hum to myself while i write, and he sat in the desk next to me, and he wouldn't stop asking me to sing. annoying bastard.
my school isn't a white only school, i'm not in the deep south. the composition, (keep in mind it wasn't like i've created a census or whatnot) is about:
Asian:45%
Caucasian:40%
Aboriginal:10%
East Indian:4.9%
Other:.1%
which means in a school of about 2000, i have 20 black people. and i realise this is a stereotype, but they all play sports, and the last time i had contact with a athlete was when they hit my friend in the head with an apple.
so yes, normally when i have offesive questions, i ask the friend that has the qualities i'm asking about. but i don't know any black people.
is it true your palms are lighter then the rest of your body?
is it true it's impossible to tell if you're blushing?
is it true there's a secret ring of married men having gay sex called "The Downlow"?
that's it for now, but if i don't get beat down, i may have more questions.
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Date: 2006-08-18 01:47 am (UTC)1) Yes and the soles of their feet too.
2) Well, I guess it depends. I have olive skin and it's hard to tell when I blush. One of my friends, is very dark-skinned black and I can tell when she's flushed. If it's hot or we've been walking far.
3) Check out more info on the "Down-low" and what it means here (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Down-low).
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Date: 2006-08-18 02:04 am (UTC)and yay, because i'm gonna be writing a foot-kink fic soon, and that's a very good thing to know.
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Date: 2006-08-18 08:16 am (UTC)Damn, I wanted to feel knowledgable...
Oh well,
lookit, gala, lineart:
ron, seamus and dean: http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v223/hpissauce/gryffboysresize.jpg
crossdressing!seamus: http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v223/hpissauce/seamusresize.jpg
Also, it is 0913 GMT...where are you?
:(
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Date: 2006-08-18 07:28 pm (UTC)on the other hand, I LOVE MY DRAWINGS.
oddly enough, i see no comment to yourself here, but i got one in my inbox. but i'll pretend i do see it, and tell you, i don't care that you think they look anorexic, because I think they look wonderful, and i'm the one that matters.
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Date: 2006-08-18 07:36 pm (UTC)You like them? Really? See, I have very high standards, I spend my days looking at art by
Nonetheless, glad that they brought you some enjoyment...and you don't think they look scarily anorexic (their waists are tiny...but, then again, adolescent boys can be skinny as hell.
And, of course, darling, you are the only one that matters
So, I may give you some more, if you dont' ask me to stop...
(ps, where is my gala apple?)
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Date: 2006-08-18 08:03 pm (UTC)and because my lj doesn't feel like making a new post, as it is being a dirty umbridge, i am posting it here. hopefully the word count is low enough.
Comparison
If you’re a lucky man, you share the post-coitus afterglow. Remus was not. As such, his bedmate was happy, relaxed, and wanted to snuggle, whereas he just want to lie back and dry out.
“If I reminded you of a food, any food, what would it be?” Sirius asked, obviously expecting strawberries or something else rich and sweet.
“Toast.”
“What?”
“Toast. You remind me of toast.” so he was a little curt. These things happened. It wasn’t like he was turning into Snape.
Far from being upset, the boy was intrigued. “How?”
“Eh?”
“How do I remind you of toast?”
“Well, that wretched dyed hair, for one. You’ve dyed it so many times it’s as dry as straw. And trust me, that texture against my thighs isn’t very nice.” Yes, he knew Padfoot did it for a reason. Every time the Prophet found him he had to change his look, and disappear again. But still, that hair was rough, damn it.
“Eh,” he said, nodding. “Anything else?”
“Well, your skin. We’ve spent too long outside here." He explained, referring to the tropical paradise they were currently hiding out at. "Even though you’re not a beach grubbing sand bitch, you’ve gotten your fair share of sun. Your skin, it’s toasted to perfection.”
“Anything else?”
“I want to eat you.”
“Now that isn’t my fault. I can’t say I feel bad though.”
“I can’t say I expect you too.”