If they only other their own kind, why did the twit marry outside her own kind? So whose fault is it? Hers. She was after him, not the normal way.
Anyway, after work yesterday and upon my arrival inside home, Dad hurriedly brought a plastic bag to delivery to the neighbors living directly across/in front of us.
I accompanied Dad. O tang the doorbell twice and the mother answered the door.
Dad was about to hands the plastic bag of his freshly harvested fruits fun the backyard but he dropped some on the porch.
Some plums rolled behind us and all there of us squatted low to the ground and picked those up one by one.
She smiled up and kindly thanked us with the proper “Illuminati-like” hands gesture forming a triangle.
I returned the gracious gesture and waved my farewell to her several times as Dad and I left to go home.
Later, the daughter rang the doorbell twice but I was hesitant to answer and peeped through the wooden/closed blinds in fear.
We received the “return gift” of a bunch of bananas. That was half the amount of two “empty hands” of bananas.
I tips her that we do eat bananas daily. We both bowed to each other in thanks several times and she left.
Since I look ASIAN, it’s only natural that I behave/act Asians. But Mutha fucker wouldn’t have that nonsense on our house.
I’m truly disappointed in her lack of respect of other cultures. Sheesh! And I’m the one ranting about the traditional differences. Twisted, eh? Haz reptilian traits?
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