The venerable old duck egg was spouting questions all day long. "Why is the living God Buffet only allowed to communicate through the Becky person?" "Why do the Erin and the Cramer talk at the same time and not even in Mandarin?" "Why is the short man everyone speaks of naked and why is he allowed on the Street?" "Who is this Cox sucker that takes the blame for everything?" "Why are so many trollops allowed to flaunt their wares on the CNBC when they must know this is bad for Fong's blood pressure?" "Where are my teeth?" "How can I gum these undercooked noodles?" "Why must you taint the family gene pool and why didn't I step on you ninety years ago?" Maybe Ming should encourage Granduncle Fong to cross more streets that enjoy heavy traffic.
Sep 18, 2008
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