i like you. why don’t you come over to my house and…

… well. (For my brother, who taught English in Japan.)

I like you.

6 Responses to “i like you. why don’t you come over to my house and…”


  1. Is this because of the “sexy police woman” uniform I wore at Vermont Street the other night?


  2. [...] [via j.d.] [...]


  3. So Wrong. It really boggles the mind.

    (The ‘textbook’ and the costume. But mostly the textbook.)


  4. I’d be interested to know what it says in Japanese in that little yellow “definition block”.


  5. Where did that page come from, anyway?


  6. To tell the truth, I didn’t keep the link – it was brought to me via Stumbleupon.

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