So one of the last few nights of Ramadan I was in a city visiting friends , and one of my friends lived downtown so I was chilling with him and we decided To walk to a Bar & Grill next to his house to get some food. It was packed inside so we waited at the bar area for a table to open up
In the midst of us waiting for a table and fighting off the advancements of the many tipsy white girls , a Somali Gazelle strolled in she seemed like she was in a rush but her Somali senses started tingling (mind you this is in Ramadan and we are in a Bar & Grill) she turned around and made eye contact with us . She was dressed kind of ty and you can see from her facial expression that She didn’t want to see any Somalis right now. She probably thought we could be some cousins of hers but she quickly realized we weren’t and then ran to the back of the bar probably to link up with some fellow turbo s so they can get drunk together
In the midst of us waiting for a table and fighting off the advancements of the many tipsy white girls , a Somali Gazelle strolled in she seemed like she was in a rush but her Somali senses started tingling (mind you this is in Ramadan and we are in a Bar & Grill) she turned around and made eye contact with us . She was dressed kind of ty and you can see from her facial expression that She didn’t want to see any Somalis right now. She probably thought we could be some cousins of hers but she quickly realized we weren’t and then ran to the back of the bar probably to link up with some fellow turbo s so they can get drunk together