Why do I feel like I always find myself at karaoke bars playing drinking games in foreign languages while surrounded by belligerent Asians?
Right. Because Chinatown is my other neighborhood, and the Neway KTV is my other dig. (Can I say "dig"? Is it supposed to be "digs"? What does that even mean, really? God, I'm white and sheltered.) I particularly love how the bouncers at the KTV know me now.
I also love how when I was trying to rap tonight, this girl stared at me and said, "Waaah." This is the Chinese version of "wow" (depending on how it's said; it could also be a whiny noise. Chinese is all about intonation, after all). I wasn't sure if she was impressed by my mad abilities to channel Jay-Z or by my incredible tolerance level for humiliation. I'm leaning toward Jay-Z.
prolly hating on your terrible flow.
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