[ a f.o.b.'s first day in america ]




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One day, Ima gonna America to bigga hotel. Ina morning I go down to eat breakfast. I tella waitress I wanna two pissis on my plate. She say you better not piss onna plate, you sonna ma b!tch. I don't even know the lady and she called me sonna ma b!tch. Later I go eat at the bigga restuarant. The waitress bring me a spoon and knife but no fock. I tella her I wanna fock. She tella me everyone wanna fock. I tella her you no understand. I wanna fock on the table. She say you better not fock on the table, you sonna ma b!tch. I don't even know the lady and she called me sonna ma b!tch. So I go back to my room inna hotel and there is no sh!ts onna my bed. I call the manager and tella him I wanna sh!t. He tella me go to the toilet. You no understand. I wanna sh!t on my bed. He said you better not sh!t on the bed, you sonna ma b!tch. I don't even know the lady and he called me sonna ma b!tch. I go to the checkout and the man say, " Peace on you." I say piss on you, too, sonna ma b!tch, Ima gonna back to Vietnam.


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