Friday, November 14, 2008

248/365

My fortune cookie from Great Chow says, "When you expect your opponent to yield, you also should avoid hurting him." If that isn't a good example of Engrish, I don't know what is! The waiter told me I looked like I was 15 ( "No you 15!") when we ordered mai tais. Then, since it was so loud and he figured no one could hear anyways, my dad yelled racist things, as per usual when we go out anywhere in public. My mum got silly-drunk and was trying to poke at the piece of pineapple she dropped in her drink and going (over and over) "I'm fishin'. I'm fiiiishin'." They're a lot of fun sometimes.

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