Racism

I was siting out on the patio of Cafe Crepe one sunny afternoon (this is what one does on sunny days in Vancity, sit on patios) with my two Friends Ben and Naimo. Siting beside us at another table was a gentlman who's hertige haild from the contenant of Africa and his two friends both of which were women; one of which appeared to be his significant other. His significant other was wearing a pink mini skirt, fishnets, and boots that were covered in faux fur. She also had a very deep very fake tan.

On their table was the most impressive Scrabble board i have every seen. It was wood, with deep purple velvet lining the shelves that slid in and out of the massive set. The shelves held all the accoutrement, including a black leather draw string bag that held the letters.

The game had just started, and the other friend and the gentleman had each played a word. We all turned as the gentleman exclaimed "oh come on, look at that, you have to be kidding me"

The gentleman's girl friend had played the "N" word