White Supremacist Meeting Falls Apart Over Identity Confusion

Kiki torches? Check. Kerosene? Right here.

Wooden crosses? Got 'em, boss. With and without Jesus.

Wait, wait, are you Mexican? Claro que si.

Uh, no es bueno, pendejo. We can't have a Mexican white supremacist.

Okay, then explain Nick Fuentes. Wait, you guys aren't Indian?

Well, why would we be Indian? Then what's with all the swastikas?

You just randomly put up the Hindu symbol of prosperity all over your clubhouse?

Well, I wouldn't say randomly. I thought this was a group for pureblood Aryans.

You know, the ancient people of India. Is that where that's from?

Yeah. All right, shut up all of you. Is anyone here actually white?

Oh. Are you a gay? Oh, yeah, sorry. I was looking up local Pride celebrations and, well, whoopsie.

Well, we can't have a gay white supremacist.

Explain Nick Fuentes then. That's what I'm saying.

Wait a minute. Are you white?

All right, look, it's just really hard to get five friends together in their 30s to do anything these days, okay?

Look, let's just put our hoods up, pretend like this never happened, and come back next Saturday.

Eh, Saturday's not good for me. I've got my nephew's bat mitzvah.

Oh, mazel tov. L'chaim. If I had another one with Jesus, I'd make them kiss each other.