Lucio was fapping in his room, gushing cum everywhere. When he was about to shoot his final load, he heard Tracer shouting in the kitchen.
"Luciooo, heeelp! I'm in trouble!" she called him.
Lucio turned around and launched off his chair. He tripped over his pants and almost killed himself. He smashed through his door and ran through the house, tripping constantly and squirting cum all over the house.
He entered the kitchen, leaving a trail of cum behind.
"What's wrong?!" Lucio shouted. He couldn't catch his breath.
"Well, first off, you're gonna clean off all that cum later." Tracer stated, "But to the point, I don't know which rice to choose, basmati or jasmine. "
"That's it?"
"Yeah, I don't really know which rice is the best."
"There is no best rice, you choose the one that goes well with the sauce you've bought."
"I bought three sauces, Chilli con Carne, Thai Curry and Sichuan Chilli Fusion."
"So you've bought three Uncle Ben's sauces, is that correct?"
"Yes, are they good?"
"They are the best. Sichuan will go well with basmati rice, Thai Curry will be best combined with jasmine, and Chilli con Carne will only do with normal rice."
"But why?"
"Sichuan is in China, and in China they eat basmati rice, that's why. Jasmine rice grows only in Thailand, that's why it's good with Thai Curry sauce. And Chilli con Carne is a Mexican dish, and they don't have any Asian rice, they only eat normal rice."
"But is there any difference between those rice types?"
"Yes.
"Would it matter if I for example, combined Thai sauce with basmati rice?"
"Yes, you would ruin the dish."
"How do you know all this?"
"Cause I'm black."
"So you're saying that you know a lot about rice types and sauces just because you're black?"
"Yes."
"So every black person in the world also knows a lot about rice and sauces?"
"Yes."
"Oh, okay."
And then they cooked basmati rice with Sichuan sauce and ate it and had a good, long life full of rice and anal strapon sex.
THE END