Bark
A: Mustard. (It's good for a hot dog.)
It's a chair dad... Why are you bothering me with this ! No Jimmy, it's your dog...
It packs its trunk and leaves.
Because, similar to leaves fallen from a tree, black people are dead inside.
Pour some gasoline on it and WOOF!
A boy asks his mom, Why am I black and you're white? She says, Don't even go there. The way that party went, you're lucky you don't bark
