One upon a time when anon was in middle school and highschool I had this black kid from Chad in my honors classes, giant bear of a boy.. lazy, major smartass.. Snide motherfucker.. Had a thick accent and a low voice, you couldn't understand him and he would just laugh quietly but openly to himself and not want to repeat his initial cocky comments to everyone.. He told me and the fellas he was a prince.. and we kept callin bullshit for years in middle school even though he had an passport that said "his royal highness xxxxxxxxx of chad".. and I guess, there's a lot of princes in chad apparently.. but still, this dude's dad showed up to the football games and always had like a 7 man entourage, with 3 of them staying with his car and the others awkwardly introducing themselves to the parents like they were hosting all of us at their private event.. that was the only black person I accidentally started raging about niggers in front of.. I was 19 at the time and revisiting highschool friends who happened to be chilling with the prince.. we were smoking pot in my backyard and it was dark.. I literally forgot that he was there, he was the one right in front of me in a small standing circle, but he just disappeared into the darkness and I started going off on fucking niggers.. I met up with his brother in college later who I met only maybe once ever, but he recognized me and remembered things.. We had amicable chatter about current politics and our classes at one timeslot between classes.. I told him about the event with his brother and that I hadn't seen him since (but wouldn't have it was random bumping into him anyway) and the dude was like "I hadn't heard about that, but you don't have to worry, we are not niggers, we understand you about niggers, these are a ruined people" Kek.