Who wants to go out for some different ethnic food tonight?
He’s not our kind of people. She should stick to her own kind. I don’t have anything against his kind, but I really think people belong with their own kind. It’s like the saying, “birds of a feather stick together.” I think people get along better with people who are more similar. Like parrots with parrots and robins with robins.
I’m not prejudiced against anyone. I have noticed that people seem happier when they are with people who are like them. It’s a big world out there and its got room enough for everyone, so why should we crowd it? Don’t you want everyone to be happy?
So if you like coke
And you like dope
You’re my kind of people
(My kind of people)
You’re my kind of people
(My kind of people) —- My Kind of People, CeeLo Green
Why force people who are different to live…
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