teamwork...

... I love waking up with the first sentence of an elusive scene already running through my head, just waiting for me to grab on and unspool.

*writy writy writy* hay gaiz guess where itachi is :D





edit: what the shit did I just watch.

It's an ad for a car. Tropical settings, beach and palm trees, three black guys playing around with cantaloupes (haha look i'm pregnant-type.) they put things in wheelbarrows and race each other...

to a big, brand-new family car where three extremely white, model-pretty, swede-blond women are waiting. Then they load the women's big car to show off how much stuff it can handle. With big goofy smiles on their decidedly-not-model-pretty faces.

I tried very hard not to take it as "look, ma, we're running around being gophers for rich white women and we love it!". I failed. Why the fuck wouldn't one of the guys be white, or one of the women be black, OR BOTH. I have no idea. Nooooo idea.

Oh yeah, the women were pregnant (hey, it's a FAMILY car). So when I pointed out the racism (and my mom agreed) my oh so lovely father pointed out that to him it looked more like white women being porked by black dudes. frrrrrrrrrrgh.

I want to write Karui killing things for some weird and unfathomable reason. :/