by Randall Lay Tin

November 19, 2017

Night life meant going to pubs and restaurants selling flowers or whatever.

At a restaurant, a guy didn’t like us and I asked why.
“You’re all brainwashed on low protein diets.”
I pulled out a spare chair at his table and said, “Oh good! Sounds like you want to buy me a steak dinner.”

At a pub, a drunk guy was getting too “friendly” with a Japanese sister so I stepped between them and bumped him backwards a bit. He asked, “Is she your wife?”
I said, “No, she’s my sister.” That sent him backwards even further than my bump. The barmaid loved it.