My dad is Italian, he grows tomatoes, I could never cut the grass straight enough, my daughter is not allowed to chalk draw on his driveway, and my mom calls everyone a different name, including me. I use to cry, but after seeing this, I've never laughed so hard. Stereotypes are only racist if th...
My dad is Italian, he grows tomatoes, I could never cut the grass straight enough, my daughter is not allowed to chalk draw on his driveway, and my mom calls everyone a different name, including me. I use to cry, but after seeing this, I've never laughed so hard. Stereotypes are only racist if th...