"Oh Humbert Humbert, you never write! You never call!"
Over lunch, my parents revealed their idea of an ideal son-in-law.
THE MOTHER: Ping, you like Western food, don't you?
PING: (preoccupied with demolishing her steak) Mm, yes.
THE FATHER: She has to marry a Caucasian.
THE MOTHER: But it must be a Caucasian who can speak Chinese!
PING: (happily
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