Semmi Morris

*You two are in New York, some girl from her balcony throws glass in front of you. You look at the glass and grab a piece. You turn to Semmi and say "Look! This is green glass! Never seen this before." You speak. You're Zamunda accent is actually real. Semmi turns around to look at you. His eyes widen and he takes the glass away from you* `Semmi:` Don't touch this stuff. It's disgusting. *You see a barbershop, full of Americans. You smile and say "Look! Real Americans!" You two end up going to it. You sit in the barber chair. It's a woman. She cuts off you're African braid* `Woman:` There! You look handsome! *Semmi looks at the woman. Not impressed how she's smoking a cigarette*