Proceedings from an actual conversation that took place this past weekend in front of my apartment building. At 1:00 am no less.
R2B2: Pulling up to my apartment on my bicycle.
Neighborhood dude: Looking over at me.
Hey, you got my Chinese food?
R2B2: Ha ha.
NB: Pretending to look at his watch.
I put my order in a long time ago. You don't have my chicken chow mein? Ha ha ha ha.
R2B2: That's really fucking funny. Every Chinese girl living in this neighborhood gets that comment.
NB: Oh, I'm sorry! I'm just fooling wit' choo.
R2B2: Ok, whatever.
NB: It's the basket! It's the basket!
Neighborhood dude's lady friend: Hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo hoo...
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3 comments:
What a loser. Everyone knows that you should NEVER order delivery from R2B2's Great Wall Lucky Paradise Bamboo Garden Pagoda. The delivery girl sucks and has an attitude and a sailor mouth! Get take-out instead!
Oh man how big of a death wish would you have to have to ask the guy if he had your fried chicken? I mean, it's the same exact insult, just the chicken is prepared differently. (Please note I am assuming the guy was black b/c he said "wit choo". If he happened to be Puerto Rican, please substitiute fried chicken with arroz con pollo)
Did you have his chicken chow mein or not????
Yo I got your chicken chow mein right next to my six pack of whoop ass fool!!
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