devoid? Is that the right word. Sure.
OK, so I recall my Mom telling em Dad had a friend coming over from work and to be good. I don't remember much from the lead up, but I seem to recall I wanted to impress him for some reason. When eh came over there wasn't anything special except for...
he was a black man.
Me being the young, innocent, sheltered youth I was decided I needed to find common ground with Dad's friend so we could bond. What would a small white redneck and a large black man have in common? I reached deep into the recesses of my mind and said:
"Hey, hey, hey. It's Fat Albert!"
Come on! Fat Albert was all the rage back then (the 70s') and besides. The dude laughed his butt off, although I think Mom had a stroke.