White She-Devil They look at you and all they see is a threatening black man. They look at me and all they see are my full breasts and my narrow waist that tapers to my pert backside. It's just not fair. Mr. Feather It's time to release our secret weapon. I call it... Black Man's Kryptonite. Mr. Feather Little by little we're blending and merging until one day we're all going to be one united people, living and working and dancing together like the news, or Ally McBeal, or the people that work at Saturn! And we've gotta stop it before it's too late!