After I made my initial mark on Kong with the original Kong story in which the Chinese people tell me I am a "very good customer," several more conversations were bound to happen. And they did. And I laughed. And you might laugh. And so you have to read on. And I have to stop starting sentences with and. And it's bad grammar.

Anyway, I was at Kong last Valentine's Day. Pietro and a few others had already left to go buy Halo at Kmart, or something insane like that (it was hella cold outside and they were walking. I just looked up at my adjective "hella" and decided how stupid it looks. But it's way better than this "uber" shit. Seriously, if I ever hear anyone saying that, I'm going to punch him or her in the face. You're not cool for it. I'm not kidding). Anyway, I was leaving Kong. As I paid, the cashier "Soo Ming" asked me a seemingly simple question:

Soo Ming: "So, how your Valentine's Day?"
Me: "Uhh...it's not all that bad."
Soo Ming: "You have girlfriend?"
Me: "Yeah...I do." (at this time, I was with Laura)
Soo Ming: "Oh! How many?"
Me: "Well...only one..." (Jet Li and other random Chinese start to laugh at my obvious confusion)
Soo Ming: "You always come here...many different people! We thought you have many different girlfriend!"
Me: "Well...what can I say, I'm a pimp."

Apparently their study of the English language had not yet brought them to ghetto speak. They gave a blank stare when I mentioned "pimpin'." Oh well. They'll learn sometime.

Not too long after that, I attended Kong with Lindsay ("Trucker," Legend of Enola) and Hannah. Hannah brought pictures that we had taken at my house some random night, and left them on the table. After a decent meal, they headed to the bathroom, presumably to masturbate from sitting across from me for an extended period of time. A picture of me (with an afro) and Hannah was sitting on top of the pile as I ate alone. The new male Chinese guy (we'll call him Fu Yung) struck up a conversation with me at this point.

Fu Yung: "Is that girlfriend?"
Nate: "No, that's not her. That's done with anyway."
Fu Yung: (long pause as he comprehends the words) Ah.
Nate: "Yeah..."

At this point he proceeded to ask me a few other random questions such as if I was in that play that they advertised on the wall (Hello Dolly) and made generic statements like "You come here lot!" in the humorous broken English that we all know and love.

What really cracks me up is when people tell me that the Chinese people asked them about me. Jason Birchfield told me that they asked him, "You know Nate and Jonboy?" Apparently that's all we call him when we're there...