a joke ,
January 16, 2007 7:53am CST
A chinese in Europe withou't good english , One day he walked on the street ,then he want to pee . he find a W.C. by the side of street , but he cant read the word " LADIES" and " GENTLEMAN" , He waited for a moment ,but no body come in or out , but he had no time to wait ,so he selected one and came in . when he came out , he find all others on the street looked at him , he realised he made a mistake , what to do ? i cant lose the honour of chinese , suddenly an idea striked his head , he said " SA YOU NA LA " to others. all the people vituperate him " oh S H I T japanese "
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