Oso - 10-2-2006 at 07:47 AM
Querido amigo blanco:
Un par de cosas deberías saber:
Cuando yo nací, yo era negro.
Cuando empecé a crecer, era negro.
Cuando voy a la playa soy negro.
Cuando tengo frío sigo siendo negro.
Cuando tengo pánico soy negro.
Cuando me enfermo soy negro.
Inclusive cuando me muero continuo siendo negro.
En cambio tu, mi querido amigo blanco.
Cuando naces eres rosado.
Cuando empiezas a crecer te pones blanco.
Cuando vas a la playa te pones rojo.
Cuando tienes frío te pones azul.
Cuando tienes pánico te pones amarillo.
Cuando estas enfermo te pones verde.
Cuando te mueres te pones gris.
Y tu todavía tienes los huevos de decirme que yo soy de color
JESSE - 10-2-2006 at 09:09 AM
Good one Oso
great one oso
sylens - 10-3-2006 at 04:32 PM
gracias. me dió mucha risa.
Diver - 10-3-2006 at 05:05 PM
The Babel translation is lacking a bit, sa usual;
Letter of a Black Dear white friend: A pair of things you would have to know: When I was born, I was black. When I began to grow, he was black. When I
go to the beach I am black. When I have cold I continue being black. When I have panic I am black. When I become ill to me I am black. Inclusively
when I die continuous being black. However your, my dear white friend. When you are born you are pink. When you begin to grow you put target. When you
go to the beach you put red. When you have cold you put yourself blue. When you have panic you put yellow. When these patient you put yourself green.
When you die you put gray. And your still you have eggs to say to me that I am of color.
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Oso - 10-3-2006 at 06:17 PM
Aaarrgh, score another 100 points of incomprehension for online translators. I figured this one was simple enough that everyone would get it. Just
por las dudas, here it is in a bit more understandable English:
Letter from a black guy:
Dear white friend,
A couple things you should know:
When I was born, I was black.
When I began to grow, I was black.
When I go to the beach, I'm black.
When I'm cold, I continue being black.
When I panic, I'm black.
When I get sick, I'm black.
Including when I die, I continue being black.
On the other hand you, my dear white friend,
When you're born, you're pink.
When you start to grow, you turn white.
When you go to the beach, you turn red.
When you're cold, you turn blue.
When you panic, you turn yellow.
When you're sick, you turn green.
When you die, you turn gray.
And you still have the balls to tell me I'm colored?
[Edited on 10-4-2006 by Oso]