Once upon a time, there was a young, bony-lad named Sans. As usual, life was quite difficult growing up as an orphan. Having nothing but his brother Papyrus to keep him company, he was bored during most days. He had no sister, no aunt, not even an uncle skeletony. Sans lived a rather stale life. His adoptive parents, however, were black. Their family history was deep rooted. Rosa Parks was their grandmother! It was pretty awkward being the only white kid in a black family of former-slaves. I mean, who had ever heard of a WHITE slave?

Despite Sans' cracker ass appearance, he was willing to fight for his family. Deep down, sans knew that he was a black man all along. (Michael Jackson Moment) He took his hoe and tilled the soil so it was fit for farming. It was hard work on the farm, low wages and even lower morale. Sans thought to himself, "Balsamic vinegar!" Sans had just devised a plan to get his family away from the slave life.