Jenny doesn’t use pole-shaped objects for stripping.
Jenny will bitch-slap every person trying to put money in her panties.
Jenny already donated her army gear to the Stripper Pole Korean Kimchi Army.
Jenny does not like the colour Red.
Jenny is not really Chinese.
Jenny is still from the block and keeping it real.
Jenny is not Jenny’s real name.
Jenny has lesbian tendencies.
Jenny enjoys eating icecream and chocolate, not hanging up side down on a stick.
Mostly though: 남자는 다 되지야!
Since I have been designated as the official smut editor, I have recently been tasked to address the article entitled: From the Erotic Domain, an Aerobic Trend in China. Ironically, the very rule bearing and conservative China is now about to show a bit of a freaky side. Even more ironic however, is the fact that out of this studio of beautiful looking women, the editors decided to pick the farm girl looks creature for the first half of the video.
Apologia on Tibet.
The tricky part of colonial studies is dealing with claims of development. The imperial apologists always make a point of showing the Signs of Progress, or how the Advanced Nation helped it's lesser brethren, albeit by the barrel of a gun. And, they usually are able to produce evidence of postive change.
It could only get better if there were ninjas, too.
This was a "Farly Tale".
Title: The Teddy Bear's Travel
Contents:
Boomi is the teddy bear's name.
Boomi find the friend.
Boomi: Where is my friend? Do you know my friend?
Bee: Yes, I know. He went to the hospital.
Boomi: Um . . . I don't know. How can I go to the hospital?
Rabbit: I know! I know!
Boomi: Really? How can I go to the hospital?
Rabbit: Hmm. Go street, and turn right at the flower bank. But minutely I don't know.
Boomi: Oh, thank you very much!
Rabbit: I'm sorry. Good-bye.
Dog: Hey! Hey! I know, I know.
These were speaking tests for one class. Rather than give them the usual rote memorization assignment, I had them write fairy tales and give puppet shows.
Outcast Diary
Beautiful elementary school has one outcast.
Her name is Silly.
She is so ugly, and dirty, so everyone hate her.
Also, many teacher hate her, too.
One day Silly have new classmate.
Silly: Hi~ Friend!
Classmate: What? What are you talking about! I'm not your friend! Please shut up your mouse. [mouth?]
After that, Silly is so sad and she determined [to] correction of deformities face lifting.
5th, 6th, 7th graders
Title: Snow Black
Where: Palace, Flowerbed
When: Once upon a time
Who: Snow Black, Snow Black's mother, retainer, King, Fairy, One Pople [?]
Explanation: Once upon a time in palace, Queen bears Snow Black and died.
Retainer: Wow! Princess! Princess! I'm happy!
King: Her name is Snow Black! Ha Ha Ha! But queen is died. It's very sad news.
Explanation: Snow Black grew up, so she is 15 years old.
King: I give for new mother, Snow Black. You must listen, new mother's language.
Snow Black: Okay, father.
While I was floating around the internets I found mention of "Teenage Hooker Became Killing Machine", or "대학로에서 매춘하다가 토막살해당한 여고생 아직 대학로에 있다", by Nam Ki-Woong. It's primary claim to fame seems to be the fact it has the longest title of any Korean movie.
[The Korean title literally translates to, as near as I can tell, "The high school girl who was dismembered while prostituting in Daehangno is still in Daehangno".]
Odd experience.
I was studying Korean in a coffee shop when a Korean guy sitting nearby asked me for a moment of my time. It was pretty obviously a "whoa, white man" thing, but I was in a good mood so I talked with him.
A lot of the expat bloggers in Korea have been bitching about the lack of South Korean uproar over the shooting of a South Korean tourist at the special tourist zone.
This diary entry cracked me up. I'm not sure, but I think the student was deliberately playing off of the double meaning of the phrase "good for you". I made a few minor edits for readability but the words were not changed.
(Good for you)
My mother said, "good for you." Because when I watch TV my mother said, "Are you finish your homework?" and I said, "No." So my mother said again, "Turn off TV." I said, "Oh, mom." My mother said, "It's good for you."