
Originally Posted by
MrJeff
My dad is a big fat guy, or at least he used to be. Lost a bunch of weight. But when I was a kid he used to dress up every year as Aunt Jemimah. Black face, kerchief, long dress, the whole nine yards. Was that racist? I don't think so. He did it because it was fucking hilarious that he looked just like the lady on the pancake box in the cupboard. There was nothing mean about it. In my mind it is no different than if he dressed up as the Quaker Oats guy, Chef Boyardee, or Tony the Tiger.
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