My spleen…

Heard last night in a discussion between a white girl and an African American; both good friends, discussing interracial relationships.

WG:  I want to have a baby that’s half me…and…half…someone else.

AA:  That’s called a BABY!  Just like everyone else’s.

Nobody could see for the next 15 minutes; we couldn’t stop laughing.  It’s good to be able to have an intelligent discussion, and then laugh at yourself when it gets ludicrous, without worrying about offending someone.  That’s what happens when you hang out with truly good people, even if you disagree about something.  Thank you, friends, for being awesome.