Not by Araizu

Me: Do you have anything, to drink?
Erik: This. It’s white powerade.
Me: Great, thanks.
Erik: White. Powerade. It’s, a play on words. White. Power. Ade.
Me: (I actually think I didn’t say anything, just stared.)
Erik: I know, it’s bad.
Me: *drinks soda*
It tastes like racism.
Erik: It tastes like America!