In a perfect world...

Scene: An office, during lunch break. Present are a white, chinese, black, jewish, and mexican worker.

Whitey: Did you get my memo, Darkie?
Darkie: yessuh, I sho' did. I'ma get ta work on runnin them papers over to the human resources dept. exits
Whitey: Ah, having deliveries stuffed into basketballs and having hoops for inboxes was a great idea. Chinkey, did you finish computing the company's projected sales for 2010? I gave you the assignment 10 minutes ago!
Chinkey: ahhh so! projected sares are 10 birrion dorrars, give or take a few pennies.
Heebey: A few pennies! Take them! Covet them! Invest them and turn in a huge profit! Buy more bagels!
Whitey: Easy there, Heebey. Here, take these ducats and start a successful accounting firm.
Heebey exits, foaming at the mouth
Whitey: So all that remains is to give Beaney his assignment, say, Bean-- asleep again! Well, we love him anyway!

[Due to my need to live up to my reputation as an equal opportunity offender, here is some bonus footage or whatever]

Scene: the office at night, present is Whitey.

Whitey: huddled in a corner with dice, an assortment of books, and some junkfood: Yes! I rolled a 20! My level 23 wizard casts fireball! snorting with laughter, which transforms into tears. I am so utterly alone! there is no cohesion betwixt the white man, no brotherhood! moves to his computer, beginning a long, un-fufilling masturbation process largely involving japanese anime-porn. This is my life! woe unto me! I shall snuff out my life, like a small white candle! opens a window and walks onto the ledge. Ok, here I go.... looks down. Argh! I forgot that white men can't jump! Curses that I must live out my remaining years in utter misery! Well, at least I can quench my thirst for schadenfreude, by robbing my co-workers blind! Bwahahahah! in the darkness, something stirs. What's that, then? Darkie, is that you? shuffling continues, louder and louder. Stay away from me-- ACK! Whitey suffers from a fatal heart attack and falls off the ledge.

Do you want to know who it was, shuffling in the distance? It was none other than Max, looking for his lost love, Mina. Keep on shufflin', Max!

[so ends the special feature, If you think it was bad, then you can chomp a cock]

The moral of the story is, when people realize that there are differences between races, we can harness these special talents to increase productivity.