Octoroon

My cousin is an octoroon. People think he's white, but he's got the genes of a confused ancestor.

She's got 1/8 black blood. Her mom said she was 'too white to be black, but too black to be white.'

He’s an octoroon. He’s like a quarter mulatto, but with less effort.

He's an octoroon. People think he's white, but he's got a black grandpa who never showed up to the family reunion.

My friend's an octoroon. She’s got the skin of a white girl but the soul of a rebel.

He says he’s white, but he’s got a 1/8 black gene. It's like being a part-time black person.

My uncle's an octoroon. He's got one-eighth black blood and a lazy dad.

She’s an octoroon. Her mom was a quadroon and her dad was too lazy to be anything else.

He’s an octoroon. He’s like a diluted version of a mulatto. It’s like the black blood was diluted with water and laziness.