I'm so out of touch
That I'm back in touch
I don't know what the fuck
Anyone is talking about

Could be wrong, but this might be about context. Is someone making a racist joke, or are they making a joke about racism? That kinda thing.

Try and wrap yer head around this one:

Q: Why do black men where flat tops?

A: So they can balance buckets of fried chicken on their heads while they rape white women!

Where are those flat tops again?

last friday.
the catalyst, myself and johnn cashola were at a downtown rooftop party.

the catalyst and cashola found a pile of dead birds and started playing soccer with the dead birds. i am a vegan so it grossed me out. but i still found it funny.

i don't know how the birds died.
they were just laying there.


my natural response was to get away because dead animals have diseases.

the catalyst and cashola's response was to play with them.

first they kinda just poked at them and smiled.
eventually it involved into a soccer game.

There are few predators or scavengers on the rooftops downtown. If a bird dies pretty much anywhere else, something is going to eat the body fairly quickly. On a rooftop, no dice.

And kicking dead birds around is tacky, if nothing else.

The two larger birds are probably pigeons, but that little one is pretty cool looking. What is that? It's not a falcon, is it?

what's an eagle sound like?

dood.

CLASSY.

solve it:

that was a google image search of birds.

i didn't take pictures of them. i kinda walked five feet away, cringed and laughed.