A Sick, Sick Mind

I actually wrote this down in my notebook not long ago: "I got into an argument with my mom over whether or not German was a race. I threatened to gas her. I win." Not only did we really get into that argument, but for whatever reason, I felt the need to record that fact for posterity. And then make a Holocaust joke about it. I'm not sure if that makes me immature, insensitive, or German. But I repeat myself. Don't judge me just because I happen to look phenomenal in black.