It was just another basic day in the city when a woman in a blindingly white top decided to wild out inside some random apartment lobby. She must’ve thought she was in a movie, because she straight-up tried to run up on a Muslim woman, thinking she was about to flex some main character energy.
But little did she know, this was not the one to try. The Muslim woman, clearly fed up with all this nonsense, just sighed, hit pause on the drama, and snatched off her hijab like, “Bet, let’s get this over with.” But plot twist: underneath that hijab, she’s got on a Pooh Shiesty mask, like she’s about to rob a bank or drop the hardest mixtape of the year.
The woman in the white top’s jaw hit the floor, but the show wasn’t even done. Sis peeled off the mask, eyebrows on ten, looking like she’s about to deliver some hands and a TED Talk. Moral of the story? Don’t start none, won’t be none—especially when you don’t know what’s under the hijab.
