"I am so proud of Justin!". "Hey." my neighbor Rico said. "Don't talk to her, she will never find herself a well paying job instead of being a dish washer.". "Oh come on Kuya, do not hate her because you are a plate, that is like other countries hating me for doing my job.". I glanced over at my military buddy's sign that read "We will destroy you're country and its life!" "Well i have to walk to work cya." I responded. I got the Egyptian Times and it stated "Our top story is prop 7020 for an anti immigration law which comes to a vote in Memphis this week, if passed this law would be the toughest in our nation.". Aw shucks, I could just here my dad now, "Well it's about time we did something about immigration, the southern towns now belong
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What a beautiful day I thought out loud. "Yes Tom, ching chong!" I heard a voice say. "You are my lucky bird, no Chinese can pass with you here!" I replied cheerfully. Suddenly, the bird and the sky folded into a hand, the hand of Le Monkey. "Goodbye!" monkey said. "What in tarnation!" I exclaimed while chasing after him. I walked back to my station that night regretting such a poor job I did when I tripped over a rock an coughed up some deep red blood. Once I arrived at my station I realized that it just so happens that my cooky neighbors are Chinese neighbors greeted me while having some sort of party. "Man what kind of crazy holliday are you preparing for now?" I questioned. "No holiday, my wife and I have just got married!" "Oh god that girl is back?, there is nothing worse than a muscular woman with a beard." I mumbled as I ambled into my room. "How was your day bud?" a Bob asked. "Perhaps it would be better in a stuck a plate in front of my face and hit it with a hammer." "Oh i see what happened.". "Yes, but that new immigration law is what is really going to fix it." my enemy Donald Trump whispered under his breath aware the Chinese were watching every move we made. I thought a tad and replied "Donald how could you support such a horrible law? If you get rid of the imigrants who is
What a beautiful day I thought out loud. "Yes Tom, ching chong!" I heard a voice say. "You are my lucky bird, no Chinese can pass with you here!" I replied cheerfully. Suddenly, the bird and the sky folded into a hand, the hand of Le Monkey. "Goodbye!" monkey said. "What in tarnation!" I exclaimed while chasing after him. I walked back to my station that night regretting such a poor job I did when I tripped over a rock an coughed up some deep red blood. Once I arrived at my station I realized that it just so happens that my cooky neighbors are Chinese neighbors greeted me while having some sort of party. "Man what kind of crazy holliday are you preparing for now?" I questioned. "No holiday, my wife and I have just got married!" "Oh god that girl is back?, there is nothing worse than a muscular woman with a beard." I mumbled as I ambled into my room. "How was your day bud?" a Bob asked. "Perhaps it would be better in a stuck a plate in front of my face and hit it with a hammer." "Oh i see what happened.". "Yes, but that new immigration law is what is really going to fix it." my enemy Donald Trump whispered under his breath aware the Chinese were watching every move we made. I thought a tad and replied "Donald how could you support such a horrible law? If you get rid of the imigrants who is