As I mentioned before in James' GiGi-does-porn thread, she called and interrupted my Chinese-Inflation Themed Lunch dedicated to China's rapidly overheating economy and markets. The waitresses, 3 extremely comely Taiwan Child Prosties topping out at 17 and three quarters, served my food with the cutest subservience and bows and smiles. After ZhiZhi served me my Phoenix Chicken I was overcome by an urge to take her delicate little hand and place it on my dick (the restaurant has certain booths, and is situated just so that it is possible to get a handjob and no one see it...) Instead I frowned like she had committed a Faux Pas and began gobbling my Pork Lied Twice. One of the other girls, Soonee, wore such a short skirt I noticed the egg roll she had shoved up her snatch that she no doubt was either saving for a snack break, or she has an eating disorder and that is how she deceptively hides-then-tosses the food she makes people otherwise think she has eaten. Tsk Tsk.
The final Analysis. I somehow spent 48 bucks (not including the 12 dollar tip) on LUNCH for me myself and I only.....wtf??? The burning question I now have is this: Who the fuck is palmolive and why does he hate me so? I would GLADLY have shared this veritable cornucopia of Mandarin/Hunan/Cantonese Culinary artwork if Palmolive would only reveal ITS identity and stop taking its transexual angst out on poor little old me.
PS -- Hey Baby Gia, check out the Fortune Cookies of this place, they do the whole colored tin foil bit, whereby their White-Chocolate dipped Fortune Cookie is wrapped meticulously and the chocolate does NOT stick to the foil. They are quite good....do you take your daily chocolate serving in the form of White Chocolate ever?