Person 1: In other news, the new rap duo Jay Ward just released their hot clothing line and I have to say, what an urban style. I know that the elements of this are associated with the culture that rose from working class black areas, but I will use this vague term to describe it, instead.
Person 2: Who says urban anymore?
Person 3: My roommate was just out of control this weekend and I finally had to tell her off.
Person 4: Oh my God. You are so sassy. Wow, you know I associate your self-esteem and demeanor with a one dimensional, finger snapping depiction of black femininity, right?
Person 3: Yeah, I am sassy. Yeah …
Person 5: Hey man, let’s cut down this alley. It’s a short cut.
Person 6: I don’t know, man. This seems like a pretty sketchy area. Well, I hear there’s a lot of working class black people in this area and it makes me uncomfortable.
Person 5: Sketchy neighborhoods, like … It’s just an alley.
Person 7: Do you mind if I use your phone charger? My battery’s just been dying so fast, lately. Damn, your phone is so ghetto. That’s a negative thing that I associate with blackness and poor people.
Person 8: Since when can an iPhone be considered ghetto?
Person 3: Based on my three step plan, this is how we’ll take over the internet.
Person 6: Great job, Daysha.
Person 3: Thanks.
Person 6: You’re so articulate. Where did you grow up? I just can’t get over the fact that you speak so clearly and confidently for a black person. It’s so rare.
Person 3: Massachusetts …
Person 8: How does my hair look?
Person 7: Your hair always looks cute. Can I touch it? I’ve actually never been this close to a black person before, so I have to seize the moment. You’re so different from me.
Person 8: Whoa, okay. I know it’s really cute but don’t touch it.
Person 7: Okay, can I touch it? All right, cool. Your hair always looks cute. Can I touch it? I can’t say it. I can’t say it. That thing’s creepy. I’m sorry, it’s like … it feels so wrong. I feel like I’m talking about a boob. Okay…