Me: Y'know, I grew up in a very diverse community and when we were young we all hung out together. As we grew up we started to segregate by race.
Dave: Why is that? That always happens. I think it's just a learned environment thing.
Me: I think so too. All of the older kids went through the same thing.
Dave: That's so weird that that happens.
Me: It also comes from your parents..
Dave: No! It doesn't come from your parents. It comes from something else. My parents weren't racists.
Me: You didn't exactly grow up in a place that was diverse....
Dave: The last time I was here - you weren't working with me yet - I saw this black chick who was smoking!
Me: Oh yeah?
Dave: Yeah, she was wearing tight, tight jeans and her ass was so fucking hot - and I love asses!
Me: So you've told me.
Dave: Yeah, so I say, "Ooh, hot chocolate." and she heard me!
Me: No way!
Dave: And she says, "Thank you," and smiles at me.
Me: Of course - why wouldn't she?
Dave: Mmm, mm dark meat. I've never had dark meat before but if I was going to she'd be one of them.
Me: I kind of figured that.
Dave: Imagine that, bringing a black person home to meet your parents. "Hi mom, here's this black broad - I'm gonna marry her." Oh my god, it would break my mother's heart.
Me: Really?
Dave: Yeah. That's what my daughter does to me. All she dates is blacks and Puerto Ricans. Why can't she just fucking date white people!?
Me: I didn't know you had many blacks or Puerto Ricans where you live.
Dave: Oh yeah we do.
Me: What's the population of your town again?
Dave: Uh, about 8000.
