If you are white and ever lucky enough to be invited to a Black family cook-out, you should go and be prepared to have the best time ever.
I can testify that this white dude’s experience is pretty accurate, but what he leaves out is the music. Now imagine all this and also some of the best beats you’ll ever hear and you get a more full sense.
[Dude offers some smart advice too: never take sides on the potato salad competition. I will not explain how I know this.]
I know I should write a more somber Juneteenth post, but honestly Juneteenth is one of the most joyous celebrations we have as Americans, and we should always embrace the joy.
Mock Paper Scissors 
That was a fun video, and yeah he is white and definitely not stupid. Happy Juneteenth America, and happy Father’s Day too…
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Spades and bones are not black things. This dude needs to get out of Possum Holler more.
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Okay, I’ll bite. What is their origin?
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We called both dice and dominoes bones, because they were made out of ivory. (Well, the dominoes had an ivory face.)
Rgds,
TG
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I’ve been to several black family reunions. The only thing missing in that story is alcohol. Every one I’ve ever been to also involved mass quantities of alcohol. If you can’t handle your liquor you won’t have to worry about a ride home or a place to sleep either.
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The best gatherings are the ones where one person (usually your friend’s aunt or cousin) who hands you a clear mason jar or red Dixie cup full of vodka or gin along with a separate can of whatever mixer they have on hand…
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What I learned in Oakland was that when the ladies walked past with the tea pot, get them to pour you a shot. Church Ladies, you know.
Rgds,
TG
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