Walaahi Lamo Goodle waa shamuumeen, haye, war anaa nii haayo.
Caydiid
You are funny. You know people can have an origin that differs from the country they live, I was born in Somalia and I am as Somali as you are, period.
Xplosive and the other Mukulaal Madow, I can't address you individually but I will base my respond on what this Character said, basically that is what you were all saying but in different tones.
Let me take you for a tour of Mogadishu, please fasten your seat belts, it's a bumby ride and I know you guys are not familiar with airplanes except the one that took you from the refugee camp to wherever you currently are.
We all know that Mogadishu was the heart of Somalia, everything started in Mogadishu, WE started what is now called Mog. Do you guys know why we call you Lamo Goodle? Because when you first came to Mog you were wearing two sheets, we taught you how to put on pants and shirts, we taught you how to build a stone house instead of the one mudul you used as bedroom, kitchen, livingroom and bathroom. People say history repeats itself but I say history is just an extension of the past, from the day we dressed you, you thought we were Godsent and your saviors. Since we owned almost every tailor shop in Mog, we set the fashion trend for you, what you wear is what I tell you, what dirac your wife or sister wears, is what I tell her, what gold necklace, earing or bracelet I fabricate is what your women wears. You even started hating your own type of music and started listening to ours, when ther is a Reer Xamar riwayad, (despite the women who are shaking their booties were yours but not our women) the lines from the national theater would go all the way to Cinema Nasar, we dominated the night clubs with the voices of Jerry and Habib Sharabi and Shareero band.
I taught you how to cook different dishes instead of Caano rati and camel meat, I gave you your first taste of Gellato (ice cream) and macmacaan, basically I was dictating how you live your life
The guy who said our women were married to Bantu, I thought you shouldn't go there since my next door neighbor is a Somali Bantu who is married to an Isaakh women. What about your women in da diaspora being nocked left and right by Tyrone? OOOOuch! I know that hurts the proud Somali, but you started. Our women were not even allowed to marry you Mukulaal Madow how can they marry a bantu, heck you were not even allowed to come into our homes.