i feel i have to--in order to authenticate this hilarious story) So off we 'was'...(as adoon african american would say it) ---- driving, as usual, her ladyship doesn't like to drive. So my gal drives my car (as i hate to drive), and we talk--- so there she finds a Somali blind older man walking helplessly with his caine. Naturally, my galfriend makes a very inappropriate loud screech STOP. She talks to the blind man and whom he recognizes her voices instantly. You see, my friend and the man are of the same qabil , and my qabil are always their qabil. But given that i am magnanimous and generous not to mention none qabilist-- i extended my patronage of friendship to my 'best friend'. So there, after driving a lil bit-- i started feeling guilty about him and his predicament-- and prayed silently for God to keep him safe- and then my chatty stupid friend asked him about one of his daughter. "Who did she marry" She asked. After long drivel about Muslim waa muslim, and all that disingenuous crap- he finally said the truth ---He replied -- She married "Our people". I was not particularly bothered by that-as the man had the right to be proud of his daughter marrying his fellow qabil': - but what really bothered me was--the next answer. "As long as she DID NOT marry reer Hebel-----i was happy". And here i was sitting, very awkward, this blind old blind man i had felt sorry for a few minutes ago---sitting in "MY CAR"- and dogging my qabil. I sat silently, and my friend being very quick and perceptive, changed the subject before he continued even more. Later she apologized and i was left to withdraw my prayers for him. Is that Fcuked UP or what?
