Tomo Reizei
What? What??? Oh, the Japanese don't use chopsticks? I beg to differ -- we most certainly do. You're really quite ignorant, you know. And you find the picture stereotypical and culturally illiterate? Well la-dee-da. I don't give a fig for your hypersenstive posturings. I shall henceforth be called by my true name, Tomo Reizei. And that's final.
But can someone tell me -- is Tomo my given or my surname?
Furthermore, if I were a donut, I'd be a caramel crunch donut. This is a picture of what I'd look like:
So that just about covers it then. I'm a caramel crunch donut named Tomo Reizei.
But if my name were "Caramel Crunch" and I was a girl, my name in Japanese would be Kyoko Tanaka.
Domo arigato.
If my name were Domo Arigato and I was one of Santa's raindeer, I'd be Prancer and my name in Irish would be Cormac O'Healy.
No, I don't like it either. Prancer. Prancer. Gawd. I'm not sure if I can continue putting my faith in these internet tests.
T ... or maybe R
Oh screw it.
J
So now what the hell am I supposed to do? The entire foundation of my existence is shattered. I've lost my faith, you see. How can I go on? Damn these holidays. I'm so depressed. Lies. It's all lies.
Lies.
liiiieeeesssssss
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