I'm A Legal Cracker

I went to get my birth certificate from my parent's house the other day, and found I had two of them. I got one when I was born, and then another one was issued when I was adopted. Neither listed my race. They, instead, list the races of the two parents and, I assume, you reach the conclusion that the child is a combination of those two.

If this is the case, then, I'm legally white.

I pointed this out to my dad and Rob, who were standing in the kitchen when I made my "life changing" discovery. Rob breathed a sigh of relief.

"I can stop nailing down all of our funiture now. I don't have to worry about you stealing it."

"Go gas yourself, Jew boy."

My dad shook his head. Our children? No hope of being normal.