Yankee & Vietnamese
Thursday, July 28th, 2005On a flight from Saigon to Los Angeles, an American sat beside a Vietnamese. American asked Vietnamese, “What kind of “ese” are you? “Excuse me?” “What kind of “ese” are you?” “Excuse me, I don’t understand what you meant.” “Stupid! Are you Vietnamese, Chinese or Japanese?” “Oh! I am a Vietnamese.” After 2 hours. Vietnamese [...]