TEN MINUTE!
i wonder if my dream guy in china is thinking of me right now, as we speak. i wonder if he's lifting the rice in his little beautiful brown hands, going "where in the world is my breathtakingly beautiful brown..i mean white...babe, alyse?" and i wonder if he's saying to himself "DAMN, i should sell some of this rice to alison for Leftovers to Africa, so that i can afford to boat over to america and be with my dream woman". but since alison will never get it started, i guess he'll have to swim over. and then he'll appear magically...in chicago...cuz the pacific ocean goes right to chicago...and walk out of the green polluted st. patrick's day water sort of like ariel did in the little mermaid to get to the oh-so-hot prince eric, but prince eric will really be me. and then i will hug my chinese charmer and stare into his exotic brown eyes and then he will say "shinchanzunzing" and i'll be like "what the hell did you just say, yugi?" and he'll be like "changzungzingy" and i'll be like "omg you're so hot, let's have babies". and then we'll have little babies and swim back to china and make out all day long in the rice fields and live happily ever after.
the end!
the end!