Friend of mine was in Shanghai, came back with photos from a restaurant whose computer translates the menu into one's chosen language. Here I am anti-Farcebookingly sharing some of the results here.
I think I had that last one after my last trip, but the anti-b's cleared it up in a couple weeks.
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Anti-Farcebookingly because somewhere someone was discussing the inherent uncoolery of Farcebook anymore and I like you people a lot more than I like THEM.
"Wild speculation of the pork skin bacteria" would be a very good name for an album.
Burning cock! LOL
I had a leetle fun with my fashion update, and then liked some NYT thing Christine posted. After that I had to make sure not to get trolled by the RW nutbag contingent. Probably the same thing would happen the other way if I'd wanted to like something Israel did and H or Z stepped in.
This absofuckinglutely MADE MY NIGHT. Thank you.
"Palace of explosive chicken" made me LOL.
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