I was happily running up and down the beautiful suburbia hills in my neighborhood enjoying the runners high and the burned calories when I got a call from the salon that their power is out and I can't get my hair done today. I get my hair done in the city because nobody in this slack-jawed yokel town knows how to do hair, so I had to seek out a gay man. Only gay men know how to do hair. But today, I was told that they have no power and a bullet was lodged in their computer so they can't even schedule a new appointment.
My whole day is ruined. Just ruined.
I've come here for comfort and advice. Sometimes, my white privilege can't help me and I'm kinda bummed I can't use it today.
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omfg this is the answer. I need to call the police and say black men are threatening my hair appointment.
Krayon sexually assaulted his sister.
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