>Two black guys are sitting with them at the table. Both sport faded jeans, T-shirts, and leather jackets. One has reflector sunglasses on, the other has a shaved head. Both are glaring at me. I stick out my hand at a crooked angle, trying to mimic a rapper. "Hey," I say. "I'm fresh. The freshest, y'know… like, uh, def… the deffest." I take a sip of champagne. "You know… def ." To prove this I spot a black guy with dreadlocks and I walk up to him and exclaim "Rasta Man!" and hold out my hand, anticipating a high-five. But the nigger just stands there. "I mean" – I cough – " Mon ," and then, with less enthusiasm, "We be, uh, jamming.."
Haha holy shit, he's fucking autistic
Damn ... makes me want to read that.
>>8163222
>mon
based Bateman
>>8163222
is this real because it is cringe as fuck
>"Rasta Man!" and hold out my hand, anticipating a high-five. But the nigger just stands there.
This is unironically one of my favorite excertps in all of literature
>>8163512
If only the nog knew no one knows "nigger" like non-niggers do