I'm black, and black don't crack. It does droop.
Omnipresence can be a good or bad thing, I suppose. I don't want to spend a lot of time thinking about it. I'm super-grateful.
Maybe the nails are a little stubby and gnawed on, but I definitely do not have man hands.
I'm sure I had low-level scurvy all of my childhood.
Am I going to complain about being typecast as smart? I don't think so.
When I was young I thought, 'Yeah, people don't see, they're not recognizing how funny I am, and how talented I am'. And the guys that mentored me were like, 'You just have to keep getting up'. And I look back and they were right. They were all right.