Me: “I learned most of my Japanese through pop-culture. You know, things like Mr. Roboto.”
She: “What is this Mr. Roboto?”
Me: “It’s a song that goes Domo arigato, Mr. Roboto…”
SheB: “Wait! ‘Domo arigato’ means something?”
Me & She: “Thank you very much.”
SheB: “Oh, oh! I thought they were making up words.”
Me: “No, sorry.”
She: “So, this Mr. Roboto is a children’s song?”
Me: “No, it’s a pop tune from the 80′s. For adults. Now, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles…that was more for kids, but not entirely.”
She: “Teenage Mutant..”
Me: “Ninja Turtles, right. I learned how to say hello in Japanese from my nephew. He learned from the Turtles. Ohio!”
SheB: “This is so sad.”
She: “Yes.”
Me: “No, what’s sad was I think I’m turning Japanese, I really think so.”
She: “What?”
SheB: “Yeah, what was so bad about…wait, I’m not sure I want to know.”
Me: “It was a song about masturbation.”
SheB: “Really?! I never knew.”
She: “Why? I don’t understand.”
Me: “No one really does.”
SheB: “You’re driving foreign relations into the ground here.”
Me: “I’m not responsible for the 80′s.”
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