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 | For my wedding, I rented a small child of Asian descent to play melodious tunes on her violin. I SAID PLAY MELODIOUS TUNES, LING MI! Jesus f#*king Christ I mean what am I paying you for? (I see why they kill the girls over there...) | |
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| You round eye b#tch I swear I will stab you through the heart with this bow. | |
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| That's better. Whew. I thought I was going to have to bloody up my Vera Wang. I would've, too. I have a backup just in case. | |
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| Did that b#tch just say Vera Wang? | |
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| After the wedding, we're going to play a game with little Ling Mi where she climbs up that palm tree and collects coconuts. For every coconut she gets, that is one less time I'm going to smash her face in. | |
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| I know Kung Fu, round eye. Coconuts are weapons in my martial art. Weapons for pulverizing brains... | |
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