"OHH HHHHELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL NO BITCH!"
Bobbie Jay bursts into Hamid’s office unannounced, too Ismaili’s displeasure.
"Ya’ll can’t be pullin diz shit."
"...", Hamid doesn’t understand ‘cause he isn’t down with the kids.
"Where in the HELL is my mutha�?fuckin�?match, Hamid?"
Before Hamid can even respond..
"Of course this is how I expect white mutha�?fuckin�?supremists too act... dis-respectin�?a nigga. Ya’ll jus�?dont understand the effect of RACISM, do you... bitch?!"
Of course he doesnt, he’s only middle-eastern.
"I mean LOW AND BEHOL�?A BRUTHA�?GETS AN OPPORTUNITY. OHHHHH NO!"
BJ slams a closed fist on the desk, "THERE GON�?B�?SUM MUTHA�?FUCKIN�?CHANGES RIGHT HERE!"
"What the hell are you blabbering on about? Racism? You don’t think I understand that?"
"Ya’ll tellin�?me you understand the effects of racism?... Cause there’s only one brutha in here that reall understands, and that’s me. So don’t ya’ll go givin me that JIVE TALK BITCH! I could cut ya’ll open, hm?"
"Just leave."
BJ frowns..
"MUTHA�?FUCKA�?"
BJ spins round and strides toward the door...
BJ mutters too himself, "Fuckin�?white bitches givin�?a brutha�?a hard time..."
He walks out the office, slamming the door shut as we fade too black.
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