Unusual

“You got to admit that it’s a pretty messed up punishment,” Jerome said to Lawrence, “Isn’t there something in the Constitution against cruel and unusual?”

“It’s not so bad.” Lawrence replied, “Plus, I avoid jail time.”

“They stuck you in an old white lady’s body for how long? For how much weed?” Tyler interjected.

“Two weeks. It was just an eighth.”

Jerome decided to ask more, “And that old lady is just fine with being you for two weeks? Did she just volunteer for this or something? To treat young Black men a lesson or something?”

“Oh, God, no!” Lawrence laughed, “She’d absolutely miserable in my body! If you think this is bad for me, this is way worse for her! She was caught dong some sort of racist hate crime and forced into this punishment by the judge as much as I am. And apparently, my two weeks as her is only a short period of her very long sentence.”

All of Lawrence’s friends laughed at that, and then they returned to their game. It was still weird that their buddy was in the body of some crusty old white lady, but the fact that she was a miserable racist temporarily in a Black man’s body somehow made it better, or at least funny.