Sunday, February 6, 2011

Engrish: A Love Story, Hee we grow agrin!

Or luck.  You know, really whatever you want.



I want to know where I can buy a ticket for this awesome mode of transport.

There's really a lot to say here.  Subtly sexual and pro-drugs.

Do you think the bear in the back isn't in happy because he misplaced his child?

Again, a little ambiguously sexual...

Thank god that little box is demonstrating for me.  And it's for both boys and girls! Why?

Maybe if he didn't sleep so much he wouldn't get fat or be the butt of a quilting prank.

Sexual Engrish strikes again!

I have my wreath and I am waiting.

What luck! Clab is my faaaaave!

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