Hey, $19.99 for Painful Therapy! What a steal…?
Snapped in San Francisco’s Chinatown while doubling over with laughter because I’m a badass multi-tasker.
Bloorp.
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Spotted at the same store that carries the Almost Batman t-shirt.
There are many great things about this product I’d never buy.
Never mind the fact that it’s “made up of best material!!” but it’s also apparently “The best gift for children.”
I disagree with this erroneous statement and would go so far as to say that it’s the ONLY gift for children.
Am I right?
Snapped in the men’s room at Ajisen Ramen in downtown Toronto. Matt came back from the washroom in mid-meal to alert me about the signs, at which point I decided it was imperative to see them for myself.
He stood guard while I snuck into the tiny (and yes, empty) men’s room to take these pictures. One was pasted to the paper towel dispenser and the other above a urinal.
After I had done my business — and not in that way — I made a quick escape, filled with a special kind of glee that only comes from encountering Engrish. Luck was on my side as the washrooms were down a level, so I was in and out and back at my seat before other patrons realized they needed to pee.
Oh, Engrish. How I love you so.
Snapped in the men’s room at Ajisen Ramen in downtown Toronto. Matt came back from the washroom in mid-meal to alert me about the signs, at which point I decided it was imperative to see them for myself.
He stood guard while I snuck into the tiny (and yes, empty) men’s room to take these pictures. One was pasted to the paper towel dispenser and the other above a urinal.
After I had done my business — and not in that way — I made a quick escape, filled with a special kind of glee that only comes from encountering Engrish. Luck was on my side as the washrooms were down a level, so I was in and out and back at my seat before other patrons realized they needed to pee.
Oh, Engrish. How I love you so.
This might be a weird question, but what does an authentic Chinese bicycle look like?
— A Fredericton cabbie to my cousin Kris when she was on a business trip in New Brunswick last week. Really? Really? The same cabbie also turned to her earlier and said very slowly, “Your English. VERY GOOD.”
I didn’t think the Katamari franchise could surpass its own awesomeosity…and then a trailer like this comes along and blows my fucking mind. My ever-growing PS3 void has just become unfathomably deeper.
And no, it is not enough that I own a 360, Wii, PS2 (and a DS, if we’re including non-consoles), no matter what you say. Sure, I have Katamari Damacy, We Love Katamari and Beautiful Katamari, but I can’t very well get Katamari Forever and Noby Noby Boy on any of those, now can I?
Get sucked in by the breathy slurred voice-over and stay for the fried shrimp.
If that doesn’t make sense, it will. Actually, it probably won’t, anyway, but it’ll be worth the inevitable look of confused incredulity on your face after you see this trailer in its entirety. (Thanks to my buddy Rohan for enlightening me with this Japanese treasure!)
I’ve never played ChuChu Rocket!, and even my brother wasn’t enough of a gamer nerd to own a Sega Dreamcast. I don’t remember how I stumbled across this gem, but after you see this clip, you’ll be glad I did.
Sometimes, the Japanese make me happier than they’ll ever know.
