Yea, when I was grade school they made fun of me because of my big lips. I wondered why somebody with big lips couldn't be famous, and God, made Mick Jaggar. But, that didn't really solve any of my problems. I wanted my girlfriend, whomever that may be, someday, to think I looked good. Years went by, and finally I had an idea. If there were allot more people with big lips, and features like my own, but exaggerated. Ya' know, larger. If they were prolific, and their numbers were significant enough that anyone would recognize them, I wouldn't seem so ugly. Beauty is in eye of the beholder, and it really does have allot to do with society. In Rome, women were a bit heavier, and in Primitive Hawain culture, fat women were the most desired. I always thought fat women were, as a rule, too fat. But, then in talking to God, I really felt that I should have my day. After all the fat women had theirs, right? So, I invented black people, and asked God, to create them.
Well, in general, I made em' all up.