Walked into some right mardy household goods this afternoon, I can tell you. Were in the bathroom section, looking fert new shower curtain, when I came up against some rather unsavoury characters masqueradin' as... well, not entirely sure, actually. Me Japanese int exactly what you'd call the more useful, day-to-day kinda vocab. If anyone has any idea why these poor buggers are so upset, please let me know...
Unsettled by these wee devils, I went straight to't bloke who sells the best
cha siu and rice in Sai Wan Ho, and swiftly ordered the special. Got it back, wolfed it down (and the soup an all) and felt much better. I love carryoot. And it were only HK$16 (about a pound and ten pence, in England).
Peach and lube.
Tags:
shopping ~
Japanese ~
Hong Kong ~
takeaway
3 comments:
Look like they're sayin' "Drink me yer bastard or else!" or maybe it's "Drink me n I'll giver yer the shits yer scumbag!"
The Jean Claude van Dammes of the drink world.
ROFLMFAO!
Ta fer that. They look so absolutely enraged and yet totally ineffectual, all at t'same time, LOL
:)
That grub looks a bit dry, love.
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