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"ah, the joy of the russian anecdote...
A black guy in Russia is talking to his white mate and says:
“You know it’s strange...When us black people are born we’re...well...“black”...when we’re ill we’re “black”...when we’re angry we’re “black”...when we’re sea-sick we’re “black”...when we get beaten up we’re “black”...when we blush we’re black...even when we die we’re “black”!!! And you whites are red when you’re born, pale when you’re ill, red when you’re angry, green when you’re sea-sick, black and blue when you’ve been beaten up, pinky red when you blush
...and when you die you’re grey.
...So why do you call US “coloured” (tsvetnie)?!!"
(taken from http://www.livejournal.com/community/russia_love/166325.html)
A black guy in Russia is talking to his white mate and says:
“You know it’s strange...When us black people are born we’re...well...“black”...when we’re ill we’re “black”...when we’re angry we’re “black”...when we’re sea-sick we’re “black”...when we get beaten up we’re “black”...when we blush we’re black...even when we die we’re “black”!!! And you whites are red when you’re born, pale when you’re ill, red when you’re angry, green when you’re sea-sick, black and blue when you’ve been beaten up, pinky red when you blush
...and when you die you’re grey.
...So why do you call US “coloured” (tsvetnie)?!!"
(taken from http://www.livejournal.com/community/russia_love/166325.html)