
I'm at a two-week conference/workshop thing and we all have to give talks. There's this Oriental chap here named Teh.
His talk was written in MS Comic Sans.
Multi-coloured Comic Sans.
I could only just stop myself laughing out loud at the brightly-coloured Comic Sans 'Teh' staring me in the face.
( , Wed 8 Sep 2004, 11:11, archived)

I have a Chinese mate with the surname Ng.
When he was getting car insurance, they didn't understand his pronouciation of it (Ung) so he said "N.G as in November Golf" He got his documents adressed to Mr S. November-Golf.
It's true.
( , Wed 8 Sep 2004, 11:16, archived)

Wang
Wong
Penis
The world today seems absolutely crackers,
With nuclear bombs to blow us all sky high.
There's fools and idiots sitting on the trigger.
It's depressing and it's senseless, and that's why...
I like Chinese.
I like Chinese.
They only come up to your knees,
Yet they're always friendly, and they're ready to please.
I like Chinese.
I like Chinese.
There's nine hundred million of them in the world today.
You'd better learn to like them; that's what I say.
I like Chinese.
I like Chinese.
They come from a long way overseas,
But they're cute and they're cuddly, and they're ready to please.
I like Chinese food.
The waiters never are rude.
Think of the many things they've done to impress.
There's Maoism, Taoism, I Ching, and Chess.
So I like Chinese.
I like Chinese.
I like their tiny little trees,
Their Zen, their ping-pong, their yin, and yang-ese.
I like Chinese thought,
The wisdom that Confucious taught.
If Darwin is anything to shout about,
The Chinese will survive us all without any doubt.
So, I like Chinese.
I like Chinese.
They only come up to your knees,
Yet they're wise and they're witty, and they're ready to please.
All together.
Wo ai zhongguo ren.
Wo ai zhongguo ren.
Wo ai zhongguo ren.
Ni hao ma; ni hao ma; ni hao ma; zaijien!
I like Chinese.
I like Chinese.
Their food is guaranteed to please,
A fourteen, a seven, a nine, and lychees.
I like Chinese.
I like Chinese.
I like their tiny little trees,
Their Zen, their ping-pong, their yin, and yang-ese.
I like Chinese.
I like Chinese.
They only come up to your knees...
( , Wed 8 Sep 2004, 11:23, archived)

Called Kok Yu (no joke) Aftr he managed to insult another friends mother by leaving his name on the answering machine, he shortened it to K.Y. But that caused more problems.
Now he calls himself John.
( , Wed 8 Sep 2004, 11:50, archived)

There's a halfway decent, fairly cheap Thai restaurant on Windmill Street (off Tottenham Court Road) called Pun Kum.
Always raises a giggle or two.
( , Wed 8 Sep 2004, 11:57, archived)

called Yucoko (sounds like you cock oh)
( , Wed 8 Sep 2004, 12:00, archived)

Two weeks of intensive particle physics lectures, talks and exercises.
But there's a bar that stays open all night, great food, lovely grounds to the place we're staying in and at least two really attractive girls here. No, seriously.
( , Wed 8 Sep 2004, 11:21, archived)

my sister is a scientist, she's always off having a good time at conferences.
( , Wed 8 Sep 2004, 11:40, archived)