iPhat

Here’s a funny story. We were at the mall here in Bloomington and it was dinner time. After getting all of our shopping done for Maddy’s birthday we decided to get something to eat. There was a new stir-fry place in the food court. So, as we were ordering (and why are they so pushy with the chicken? Do they have an overstock of chicken?) we get to the end and we are ordering our drinks. Kristi says “I’ll just share your coke with you” So, I turned to the gentleman and say I’ll have a coke, we are going to share a coke. So, as we were checking out, he hands me a coke. I set it down. I look up, and he hands me another cup of a drink. He then says me me, “Here is your cherry coke.” But imagine it in broken engrish, and it does sound similar to share a coke. But he thought we wanted a cherry coke. Well, i took the drinks to the table and Kristi was quite suprised and I said, “here is your cher-y-coke“, in my really bad, border-line racist, engrish. It took her a while, but then she bursts our laughing. Needless to say, we thought it was funny and she thought I should post this on my blog.

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