About 25 years ago, I was playing paintball with some friends. A nigger was in the building that night, nobody knew who he was with and he wasn't talking to anyone. When game time is on, all of us are moving as teams, pointing the barrel where we are looking, you know, the normal way of playing. Every time we saw that nigger (in his baggy jeans and t shirt) he was strutting around slowly, gun held in one hand, barrel pointed to the ground, trying to act cool. Needless to say he didn't manage to get a single shot off, and everyone who saw him made sure to get in as many shots as possible before he lazily put up his hands and yelled "hit". He wouldn't keep his hand up and continue to yell "hit" as he sauntered away, so he continued to get pelted. He vanished after 10 minutes, probably telling himself "dey all be rayciss n sheeeeit".