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Originally Posted by fotze2
In engineering a million years ago we had a Japanese exchange student Taizo Etoh. He was shipped over by his parents for the year, insanely unprepared for moving to a new country. Horrendous English, got zeroes on every course because he couldn’t read English. He was eating spaghetti and ketchup one day. We were like “what the fata are you eating?”. He fad no idea what to buy in the grocery store. Like when I go into T&T. After that we took him beer our wing and forced him to go to strippers and golf trips and get drunk with us.
Pothead buddy was rolling joints and he asked if he could try. It was like a work of art how beautiful it was. Still call it a Taizo roll 20 years later.
He cried when we took him to Japanese village, he missed home food that bad, even though it is kitschy fast food Japanese.
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Lovely story. It's like an eighties teen movie, Long Duk Dong (
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Long_Duk_Dong). And I love the Freudian slip there. Under our wing? Yours is better!