Mmm. What a satisfying, high-in-MSG meal you have served me, random Chinese food restaurant whose tables are covered in classically-Chinese white linen (so you can just wash the linen and not the tables--classic Chinese genius!) I am ready to settle up. After all, a meal this satisfying, this complete, must cost something! I refuse on principle for it to be free. Besides, you owe nothing to me anymore--
Oh, what's this?
For me? This plate of sliced oranges? But--why! I couldn't eat another bite!
Oh my, these oranges are light and refreshing on my palette! I didn't even know it--for it was not on the menu upon which I made my prior meal requests--but I think I've wanted these oranges all this time! I will certainly remember this gift the next time I come to your restaurant, dear slanted-eyed sir! May your Buddha statue never tarnish!
End scene.
Applause, bow-2-3, up-2-3, point to the booth, exit stage right.
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even more chinese: stacks of white plastic tarp
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