I Am A Bad Person

I Am A Bad Person

And I know this... maaaan. But I am going to post this anyway (which I got courtesy of my friend Gail) because though I'm a traitor to my peoples, I have been crying with laughter over this for the last ten minutes.

I love the words that aren't words ("leaf on the hand stryke entebend end make d parflys dance silvimousse is barkley") and I love being Filipino and I love my Asian peoples. Keys me. Right here on the leeps.

Hey, if I can't laugh at my people then how can I get away with laughing at yours. And I do.