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There was a commercial plane flying over the Atlantic Ocean. A storm suddenly appeared and the plane flew right into the worst parts of the storm. The pilot then addressed the customers via intercom: "Ladies and gentlemen, we are experiencing some heavy turbulence and need to lighten the aircraft. We have already tossed everyone's luggage but we are still having trouble keeping the aircraft steady. The only way that we can keep the plane in flight is to have some customers jump. We are sorry for this inconvenience. AirFrance will come for you when the storm is over. Floatation boats will be available for your service. Alright. Now, the only way I can see doing this in a fair manner is to call racial groups out alphabetically. First, African Americans." "Mom," Timmy said, "isn't that us?" His mom replied, "no honey, today we're niggers."