Sunday, April 10, 2011
More ching chong ching chong
The other night, Puppy brought home a very drunk lady. After she learned that I was of Chinese descent, she discussed how her chicken fried rice from the night before didn't turn out too well. And later, after I told her I am not a very prolific chef, she said she would call me when she next would make chicken fried rice, so that she would be able to make it properly. Racism.
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Ahhh, you surprise I speak your rangurage!
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I sort of hope that this is just some random woman on the street that Puppy brought home, and want to imagine that this is a fairly common practice. Bringing home random drunk ladies.
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