If you should ever have a Vietnamese-Chinese mother-in-law, and she offers you her fried rice, be wary! For at the bottom lurks a vicious chili pepper grown from a bush with its roots in hell, which will spread its napalm-like capiscin over your tongue until you cry out for mercy. But the pepper knows no such emotion.
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Up until today, I had been dating a Chinese-Vietnamese (Chinamese?) girl. Based on your advice, I have now dumped her and destroyed her mother's kitchen. This is truly the Lord's work.
Amen. You won't regret it.
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