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Australia 
They find a bottle and the Mexican guy decides pick it up and rub it. A genie comes out of the bottle and speaks to them and grants them each one wish.
The Mexican guy goes first and says, "I wish that all my Mexican brethren and I could be transported back to our native homeland and we could all be happy there." The genie grants his wish and POOF, the Mexican guy disappears.
Now it's the black guy's turn. He says, "I wish that all my African brothers and I could all go back to our motherland and be happy, prosperous and free." The genie grants his wish and POOF, the Black guy disappears.
Now it's the white guy's turn. The white guy pauses for a moment, scratches his head and says "Are you telling me that all the Blacks and Mexicans are gone from America? The genie nods his head and says yes. The white guy makes up his mind and says, "Ok, well i'll have a Coke, thanks."