This blog is dedicated to all my friends back home who still think that life in China means making NIKEs for 18 cents an hour and pulling around rich white tourists in a rickshaw through the opium-filled alleys of Shanghai on the weekends. It is time, my friends, to breakdown those racial stereotypes!
Saturday, April 26, 2008
smells like fish...
i don't know about you, but besides some loose change, a used tissue, and a packet of warm gummy bears, i can't recall the last time i carried around some fishbones in my pocket...
the beauty of this is that you don't have to carry fish bones around in your pocket, you can put them in that container. you are on your own with warm gummy bears, though. ew.
i don't know about you, but besides some loose change, a used tissue, and a packet of warm gummy bears, i can't recall the last time i carried around some fishbones in my pocket...
1 comment:
the beauty of this is that you don't have to carry fish bones around in your pocket, you can put them in that container. you are on your own with warm gummy bears, though. ew.
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