29 October 2010


TOO ghastly.

Too cringe-makingly giggly.

When I was in Hong Kong working for Dragages et Travaux Publiques, there was a nasty brutish policier from somewhere oop t'north.

He'd toss his business card at people instead of the respectful hand-over.

One day, idly reversing PC Plod's card to read the Cantonese, I saw that the phonetic translation read 'Inspector Can't-Nab-Fuck All'

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