
Esoteric7
(╥﹏╥) curry in a hurry
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During my lunch break in the heart of the city, I witnessed not one, not two, not three, but four bastard Currys (South Asian) with white women in tow, all within the span of just 7 to 8 minutes. 
The city I live in is, like, 85% white, so I couldn't believe what I was seeing.
Facially, I look much better than all of the guys I saw. And yet, there they were, parading around with their snow leopards like they just won the dating Powerball. Two of those lucky bastards were practically eye-to-eye with their frost-bitten bleached baboons (clocking in at 5'7" and 5'8"), while the other two were 5'10" and 6'1".
Since us Currys are the bottom-feeders of the SMV totem pole, seeing this was like stumbling upon a unicorn convention in the middle of a desert.
Maybe there's hope for me after all... or maybe the universe just felt like throwing me a bone for once before crushing my dream like a stale poppadom. Either way, I just drowned my sorrows into a vat of chicken tikka masala while I waited for my turn at the wheel of fortune.
Pass me the naan, would ya?
The city I live in is, like, 85% white, so I couldn't believe what I was seeing.
Facially, I look much better than all of the guys I saw. And yet, there they were, parading around with their snow leopards like they just won the dating Powerball. Two of those lucky bastards were practically eye-to-eye with their frost-bitten bleached baboons (clocking in at 5'7" and 5'8"), while the other two were 5'10" and 6'1".
Since us Currys are the bottom-feeders of the SMV totem pole, seeing this was like stumbling upon a unicorn convention in the middle of a desert.
Maybe there's hope for me after all... or maybe the universe just felt like throwing me a bone for once before crushing my dream like a stale poppadom. Either way, I just drowned my sorrows into a vat of chicken tikka masala while I waited for my turn at the wheel of fortune.
Pass me the naan, would ya?
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