Setting: Some place, late night today.
Characters: Me, my cousin, and an Oromo friend.
Script:
Metal: "Yeah, I thought Sean Taylor's death was a big surprise too."
Cousin: "Wallahi I feel sorry for him, he was only 24."
Oromo: "Warr niggerka maxaad uga warqabteen." *NOTE: he speaks Somali taught by a Waqoyi friend of his*
Metal: "Yeah, good point, but have some decency."
Cousin: "Yeah, Oromo mothafuka, Sean Taylor was above niggas like you."
Oromo: "Look at you, Black! Black! You fukkin' MJ, just another MJ."
Me: *shocked*
Cousin: "Yeah, MJ, Darood 4 Life..."
Oromo: *looks at me* "You, an MJ too???!!!"
Metal: "...Holy shit!!"
True story.