Interestingly how my dad taught me was by not talking about it. He didn't talk about race, nationality, gender, sexual orientation, nothing. I watched him interact with all walks of life and watched him treat everyone with the same basic level of respect. Now that I'm older I treat it just like my dad taught it, everyone is a person and unless shown otherwise deserves basic respect.

Thinking, I wish my brain would just stop.

I had an almost verbatim convo with my parents as a teen.

May I ask why he is called seven?

That would be straight indiscriminate racist ramblings.

Weirdo

This is great thank you! Very interesting

Those are the opinions of people around you. Traditional hippie bum/ pot smoker type wear something like that in movies in the 1990s. So people may look at you with that sentiment. If you don't care then just wear it. But keep in mind your gf opinion, maybe just don't wear it out with her.

Murica! Fuck yeah! Let's just created a walled silo where we fuck our cousins and praise our own superiority. /s

(along comes people)

Just curious, who is this guy, sounds like you knew about the original picture? I've been curious

Only the neighbor's hand, what about the rest of the body!? Ha!

I'm sorry people