[QUOTE]Originally posted by Dionysus


You will absolutely postively lose your black card if:

You got time-out instead of "whoopins" when you were a kid or you are planning on giving your future children time-outs instead of spankings.


What ya talkin about Willis, you mean I ain't Black

Man this thread is funny. I must really be black cause with the exception of liking pig parts, most of this appplies to me, and I grew up nice and "proper" in Cali!
As far as the whoopings, I DO NOT know a black person my age who did not "catch" a whooping, where are these parents yall had cause Mrs. Carter did not play!

Another one:

No matter how "good" your hair is, you will lose your black card if you attempt to pull off WASH AND WEAR HAIR. Don't go there. Ummm negro, don't walk around w/ Real World Adam's hair yelling "ewwww" whenever someone mentions that you need hair moisterizer or grease and a good hair iron. *cough*my brother and a certain high school friend*cough*

You cain't use no "Prell" on the chile's hair, now cain ya...

OMG!!! Kool-Aid is our drink! I can't believe he's never tasted Kool-Aid. And he doesn't know what he's missing (when it's mixed just right ;) )

LOL! TELL IT!

This one gets me man, and is the reason I feel bad for some biracial children with white mothers. No idea how to do the hair. Sometimes you see biracial kids with the white parent in Rite Aid looking in the hair care aisle, and mama picks up mousse or those all-in-one shampoo and conditioners*shaking my head*. Poor children. They always have just one big ponytail that is mostly bush.

The other day I was watching Law & Order- they had a white mother with a black child and the child's hair was done PERFECTLY in neat plaits. I thought to myself- ah the magic of television!

****hi jack****

Oh gurl...you came back with a country word! I haven't heard plaits in sssssooooo long. My granny always said plaits and sneakers were tennises ( that's right with a "es" on the end)
:D :D :D

***end hi jack ****

When I was living in North Cackalacky about 10 years ago, my white housemates, a married couple, took in two biracial children. I remember the husband half calling out to me for help because B., the little girl, wasn't looking too good.

Understand that I've had my hair done by my sister, a cosmetologist with nearly 30 years of experience, or by professionals. So I'm not great at doing my own hair unless it's freshly relaxed.

But I stepped in, put some oil on B.'s hair, blow-dried it and made it look respectable.:p

Oh yeah my gramma says the same thing! :D

Reminds me of the book "Brothers and Sisters" by Bebe Moore Campbell, when she is talking about Esther's character. Esther has an IR couple that moves next to her and the child has the most JACKED hair, until her and her girlfriend step in and school the mother!

It makes me wanna holler when I see some adorable mixie kid with JACKED hair. If you don't know you bettah ask somebody!

Trust me when we have kids, I will make sure that my husband (who is white) knows how to do mini-girlfriend's hair
(The last time we saw a mixie kid with jacked hair, he was the one who pointed it out to me!) :D

Hey now, my mama used to wash my hair with Prell -- in the tube -- back in the day!

Mine too...and do NOT even get me started with the HOT COMB!

Hijack:
A few weeks ago I was at work (I work in a store) and I saw a chick roll up to me wanting to purchase some Ultra Sheen for extra dry hair. I have not seen that stuff in years!

Apparently that is the only thing that works on her hair...

Did I mention she was white?

*lol* This is I can usually tell, with biracial kids, if their mom is black or not, because their hair will be under CONTROL. :D

Now if my ex sister-n-law would just listen to me about my nephew's hair.....

If you did not grow up using Suave shampoo/conditioner and Blue Magic hairgrease, then I may pull your card! :LOL :D

Don't forget Dixie Peach hairgrease. :D

Oh NOT the ghetto grease! :D
Oh yeah if you did not get burned at least once by a hot comb!
If momma did not complain about you being ashy (mostly rubbing her hand over your face and you wind up with a shiny face)