"How dare we allow him to create such a fun website, how dare he try to create such a cool website for all of us! " ?????? What website are you talking about ? I know it's not this one. ANy...
ya know whats the FUNNIEST thing to me... hearing a asian guy talk black... it just seems SOO funny.. hahahahahhahahhahaha
Yeah, like I can call myself a Guinea.. since I'm half Italian...
ive always called "wife beaters" guinea t's (maybe it's being 1/2 guinea, or i never heard em called anything else when i was younger) anyway...i was in this store and heard this guy ask where the guinea t's were and the man helping him got ALL upset. but the man buyin them was like "buddy dont worry im italian!" it was funny but i never really realized someone would get upset over that.
i think that "wife beater" is more offensive anyway. what's the politically correct word for it then?
u know, all my life i've thought of them as 'ginny tees'. i never realized that it was 'guinea'. *jaw aghast* so if i'm looking for those kinda shirts, what do i call them? (i'm feeling real stoopid now)
well since you admitted it, i will. i always thought it was ginny too. haha. we can feel stupid together
tank top? sleeveless undershirt?
umm all 3 of u look at post #38, i see people ignore my posts even though they have the proper information that people want. Next time im just not gonna bother answering! TAKE THAT!
that would be all i ever dreamed of....and more
no, tank tops are different and sleevless shirts are merely shirts sans the sleeves
Yeah, it's weird, my dad told me that Italians don't mind if other Italians use the term Guinea, kind of like how black use the "n" word with each other, but get insulted when others use it. My dad told me a funny story in relation to my mother's side of the family... my Nana (my mother's mother)seemed to deny she was Italian, but rather American Indian. So my dad went to visit my great grandparents (Nana's parents) in NY (back around '63 I guess). So he meets them and of course they wre this old Italian couple from Italy and my dad starts speaking Italian to them (he was in the Air Force in the '50's and was stationed in Italy so he knows Italian). So my grat grandmother says to Nana "Eh... sucha nice-a boy" which got Nana going. So dad says to my mother, in front of Nana, "Joy, I don't know how you're motehr is American Indian when her parents are a couple of Guineas" That REALLY put my dad in good with Nana...