just came back from another 2 hours lunch break with the other interns...
nah...
shell is rich enough...
there's a little cafe-ish place below my work place...
it reminds me of a shop i used to go to for breakfast in rome...
selling anchoives, squid, lobster and sea fruits (seafood) soaking in brine and olive oil...
which comes with either toasted foccacia or salad greens...
freshly baked pastries...
and to top it of a wine and champagne cellar...
delizioso!!!
the italians say its socially acceptable to drink champagne and wine before noon...
bottoms up...
my breakfast will never be the same ever again...
my boss is really cool...
she's a quirky lady who dresses in colourful weird power suits...
and with huge blings frosting her...
she's like a ghetto tai tai...
except she has this weird way of talking...
in a honkish way...
you know the irritating up and down sing-song tone and the different level of pitch and loudness...
its a total turnoff...
i think people with honki accents are cute, but only to the extend of making fun of it...
like how can you take anyone with a honki accent seriously...
you just want to slap them in the face and make fun of them...
my mom's a honki and i've spent a great deal of my childhood in honkiland...
therefore i have the right to make fun and diss the people of honksville...
i think why i grew up like that...
its ok..
i'll get famous one day...
write an autobiography...
about how honkies from honksville of honkiland screwed up my childhood, teenage years and early adulthood...
a big hollywood production house will make it into a movie...
i'm not saying which, but the production house just dropped an A lister star...
to make way for moi...
and i'll get some b grade actor to play me...
win him some oscar nominations...
film gets the oscar...
and people of the world will come together to destroy honksland....
and the people of honksville of honksland will be forced to live in china...
forced to speak chinese, and live in rural areas of china...
muahahahhaha....
i'm the 21st century ching shi wang...
the chinese accent is another issue i would like to tackle...
but becuase of the difficulties in relocating 500 billion chinese immigrants...
i'll save that for another time...
but you didn't hear it from me...
it involves...
osama, a few aeroplanes, an oversized atomic bomb and 500 billion pissed off chinese people...
you didn't hear it from me...
don't even think about copying my idea...
i know IPOS!!!!
except i don't know what racial elemination and global domination falls under?
original artistic idea??
Friday, August 25, 2006
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