Many years ago, three third graders from Tennessee , an
Irish kid, an Italian kid and a Black kid are on the playground at
recess. The Irish kid suggests that they play a new game. 'Let's see who has the largest weenie.' They all agree.
The Irish kid pulls down his zipper and whips it out.
'That's nothing,' says the Italian kid. He whips his out
and proudly shows that his is at least an inch longer.
Not to be out done, the Black kid whips his out. It is by
far not only the biggest, but the fattest.
That night, eating dinner at home, the Black kid's mother
asks him what he did at school today.

'Oh, we worked on a science project, had a math test and
read out loud from a new book and then during recess, my friends and I played a new game called 'Let's see
who has the largest weenie.' 'What kind of game is that, honey?' asks the mother. 'Well, me, Anthony and Patrick each pulled out our weenies and I had the biggest! The other kids say maybe it's because I'm Black. Is that true?' 'No, Leroy. It's because you're eighteen and still in the third grade.'