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My roommates are hung over, so I went over to the store. They said they wanted saltines, because that would help them. I was a little confused about what saltines were, so I figure they're crackers, but the guy at the store says nope, they're salty crackers.
Guy At Store: You don't know what crackers are?
Me: I'm Korean. We don't like crackers.
Yes, the guy at the store was Caucasian. And, yes, I was, like, "Uh, I didn't just say that."
Posted by Stacy on October 2, 2004 11:56 PM | Filed In: Random
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