My First White Sleepover - Leonard Ouzts

When he said “I ain’t never heard a black parent count up” 😂😂😂

His moms countdown had me weak AF , brings back hella memories 🤣🤣

My son has begged to have his friend, who is black sleep over. I’ve asked his mom so many times over the years. She eventually said yes-they’re 15 now. You bet I went out of my way to make sure he enjoyed himself! We let them do whatever they wanted -basically stay up and play video games and eat all night. Made a special breakfast in the morning after letting them sleep in nice and late. I wanted him to go home and say he wanted to come back again! Made me happy to hear them having a good time. Warmed my heart. ❤️

Racial comedy is a great way to fight actual negative prejudice. The power of laughter is real.

I’m Chinese, my parents are US immigrants. My first sleepover was at a half white half Iranian girl’s house. She was my middle school best friend. Although she was brought up Muslim and went to Farsi school (dad side), culturally she was basically white (mom side). And my experience was similar to what some of y’all have shared. What a strange feeling to have adults talk to you with respect, listen to your concerns, ask about your life goals, ask for your opinion. Oh, and I discovered I loved orange juice from the carton (not the concentrated stuff from a frozen tube that I grew up with, where you had to mix with water). And so many snacks available for the taking. And games and toys. Amazing! I was over at their house a lot and once in a while I’d even be there by myself while my best friend and her sister attended after school classes. I would just do my homework until they returned and then we’d play or work on a project together. When my best friend found out I’d never had a birthday party with friends, her family threw a small one for me with a few of my closest friends. It was a surprise. And they didn’t skimp on the cake. They bought me a cake from a nice bakery, like the kind of cake my friend would have for her own birthday. I’ve lost touch with them and my friend and I grew apart. But I’ll always remember their kindness to a little girl when she needed it most. (My family loved me but they couldn’t provide the emotional support I needed)

Almost better than the stand up is all these comments sharing their experiences. 10/10

The first time I slept over a white person house. We played mortal combat 2, and ate snacks ALL F*CKIN NIGHT. Dead ass serious, until breakfast!

My best friend and his mom, my godmother, are Italian. Her family owned a newspaper stand inside of a prominent hotel in my hometown and when I'd go over on Friday or Saturday night, she'd come home at like 1-130 in the morning, but with like a big ass bag of candy and Pepsi. So we got absolutely sugar shocked out of our minds and would be up until damn near daybreak and then sleep in until 1-2pm in the afternoon. She was cool as hell. I remember asking her years later as an adult why she was so cool with my Black ass being in her house loud and stuff...she said, 'first off, I love you like my own. But second of all, if you're here, that means you and Brandon weren't out there doing God knows what!'. I never forgot that. It's jokes and all, but she gave me a place to just be a kid without all that stress we know we got from my moms in the house. Love her more than life, but she was dealing with a lot, something familiar to a lot of Black moms. And because of that, I learned some damn manners and organically respected her space as a result. So shoutout and much love to my second mom Dona for being the realest white lady who ever lived.

When I slept over at my Filipinos friends house. That was a 5 star hotel experience. The mother was very welcoming and treated me like her own kid. Made sure I was fed, asked if I had a toothbrush, made sure I was comfy. Best experience. 5/5 would do it again.

The first time I spent the night at my white friend Dylan’s house, I had the most fun of my life…half way through I even wondered “why am I feeling bad for having fun?” I moved and can’t find him on social media lol, I gotta give back his GameCube controller

My 1st white sleep over I was AMAZED NO LIE. When I saw everyone opinion mattered. Damn parents walked to everyone's room like. Is it hot or is it cold? then changed the temperature. In my house shiitttt we couldn't touch the thermostat.

My first sleep over with them I learned 2 things: they consider macaroni and cheese a dinner meal and don't use wash cloths.

😆...as a mom, I DID treat my son differently when ANY of his friends came over

Wow, that countdown joke is amazing.

I can’t remember if it was my first time, bc I went there a few times. I was best friends with a girl named April. I went over and they took us to The Mall of America lol. It was huge. We shopped around, ice skated ( or at least tried to). Came back to their house played. I don’t remember what we did, but we got in trouble. They whooped us both!!! But I never felt a way about it. When I was with them, I was their own. So naturally, if we acted out, they handled us. Miss my sweet friend!

"You get to go over to someone else's house and fuck their shit up and leave" Nahhh nahhhh not in my moms house. EVERYBODY'S CLEANING 💀

I remember my first sleep over at my white friends house in middle school, and that was when I first found out what a gaming room was… it blew my mind because I was just like “isn’t that what your bedroom is for?”

I was in junior high when I had my first black sleepover. Two sisters in my apartment complex. I learned how versitile vasoline was that night. Their parents were from Nigeria (I think) (it was over 35 years ago) and were a bit on the strict side. It was a good sleepover and I'm glad to have had the opportunity to learn about different cultures...

My white friend from childhood invited me to go up north to their cabin, we shot guns went boating it was different at the time but freaking fun!

Good show!!! Chocolate sundays has been hitting on all cylinders this week!!! The best week ever! 😄😂👌🏾😎🐰🥶💎🤔😅🤣🤣