I remember at my old job, my assistant manager took some us out for Viet. food and we were drinking this asian beer called Asahi, it was the big bottle that looks like a 40. I had this Japanese and White coworker say to me "You going to pour some out for your dead homies," I was like "Yeah for my dead homies in Hiroshima and Nagasaki."

. That motherfukker face turned red like an apple, he did not say shyt to me every again.
I wait for other races to say something racist to me, I be at work rubbing my hands, because I always have a come back.
But the real truth behind the racist jokes, is that they are really envious and jealous of you.