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« on: April 11, 2021, 12:21:04 PM »
So I’m picturing meeting up with Jim and Rush for a teriyaki lunch. We all have to present our counterfeit Asian cards. Jim’s got his face in his plate, chowing down, and Rush furtively is glancing about to see if anyone is approaching to censure her for using chopsticks while not being Asian. But she’s happy to be able to tell people later that she was carded in her dotage.
I surreptitiously stow away my MAGA hat so the other diners won’t think Trump supporters hang around with Neanderthals and paranoid culture appropriators. EppyGA walks in wearing full Trump gear and tells me to stop being a ninny.
Little Joe and his wife flew into town for the meetup but at the last minute she decided she preferred not to have lunch with deplorables so they had barbecue.
Username and YOLT refused to join us because they weren’t comfortable using their counterfeit Asian cards so soon after their trips to Costco, where Asian ID is now required when buying 20-lb sacks of rice. Anthony’s out looking for a black girlfriend so he can appropriate some of her reparations.
Steingar is out at a demonstration lobbying for mandatory forehead tattoos of one’s race because the Asian ID card situation is becoming chaotic and unmanageable. “It’s just some ink, you cretins!” says he.
Bflynn is off in a corner booth observing everything so he can write posts pointing out the inconsistencies in the posts we write about the event later.
I’ve left people out, I’m sure. But from my camera angle, that’s the way it went down.
Edit: Bob Noel was there, but was busy trying to calculate the internal dimensions of the oddly-shaped soy sauce bottle using calculus, scribbling equations all over the dinner napkins. He had no comment, unless it was something terse that I missed.