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Toothache
At ten o`clock in the morning, the phone rings in the office of Doctor Floss, the dentist. "Hello!" says Floss.
"Hello!" says Wu, the Chinaman. `"What time you fixee teeth for me?"
"Two-thirty," replies Floss. "Alright?"
"Yes," says Wu. "Tooth hurtee, alright! But what time you fixee?"
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Laundry
One morning Nancy Reagan is sorting out the laundry when she comes across one of Ronald`s white shirts. It seems Ronnie`s ball-point pen broke, and it spread a nasty red stain with a dark center on the chest pocket of his shirt.
When Nancy gives the shirt to her Chinese laundryman, Wank, he holds it up, and looks at the stain for a couple of minutes. Then, shaking his head with approval, Wank says to Nancy, "Nice shot!"
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Mr.Wong In The Train
The express train is crowded with businessmen on their way to the city.
In a first-class carriage, Mr. Wong is sitting reading the Beijing Times, when a white-coated waiter comes along the passage with the breakfast trolley.
He stops by Mr. Wong, and says, "You for coffee?"
"No," snaps Wong, "I got first-class ticket. You fuck offee!"
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Wu`s Coffee
Abraham Grossman, the rich young bachelor, is entertaining a gorgeous woman, Gloria, with dinner in his penthouse.
As his Chinese servant pours the coffee, Gloria asks, "Wu, how do you make such delicious coffee?"
"Me take plenty boiled water," explains Wu, "and stir in coffee, velly, velly slow."
"Yes," says Gloria, "but it is so clear. How do you strain it so cleverly?"
"Me take master’s silk socks..." begins Wu.
"What!" shouts Grossman. "You take my best silk socks to strain the coffee?"
"Oh, no, master," replies Wu. "Me never take master’s clean socks."
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There once was an old man aged 50, who had a lazy son aged 30. The son couldn’t earn his own living, and still depended on his old father for food and clothing.
The old man was very worried about him, so he took him to the fortune teller to have his fortune told. The father and son both believed the fortuneteller’s prediction that the father would live to 80 and the son to 62.
After having found out how long they were going to live the son was very sad. His father comforted him.
“Don’t be so sad! You are only 30 now, and still have 32 years of good days ahead of you.” “I’m not worrying about my own age. It’s just your age which causes me great anxiety,” the son said.
Upon hearing his words, the father was deeply moved, and in tears said, “Don’t worry about me so much! I’ve got 30 years ahead of me too.”
“I’m not worried about your age either,” said the son, “I have figured out that you’ll die two years earlier than I. So whom will I depend on in the two years after your death?”
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