Today Eddie announced to his Mama that he felt a little racist. Cue spit take. Of course, he meant that he felt like racing. So she told him he should probably say that a different way because that's not exactly what racist means. So he said he was feeling racy. Better. Sort of.
All I know is that if he announces that he feels sexist before heading out on a date in a few years, I'm taking the car keys.
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