Meri and I were having a conversation about beavers via Facebook messages (don't ask... really), and I received the following message (copied and pasted word-for-word):
":) yeah cause you know so many beavers. tell me about yoru day love!"
This is what I responded:
" Yoru Day was an Asian man. I believe he was a samurai. That would make him Japanese. One day he was out fighting a battle with all his samurai friends and he spotted someone. It was not another soldier, or a friend, or anyone he'd ever seen before. But he felt, nevertheless, that he knew this person deep down. This person was also Asian. But she was Chinese. Ouch. That's not to say that being Chinese is bad, that ouch was there because when Yoru saw this woman he stopped fighting for a few seconds because he forgot the current situation he was in, and one of the Chinese wannabe-samurais stabbed him in the gut. Yoru was determined to meet this woman he just saw and because of whom he had just gotten stabbed, so he raised his samurai blade and cut off his assailant's head. Then Yoru Day ran for this Chinese woman with all the passion of a Japanese man running for a Chinese woman, and swept her off her feet. She was not scared, for she had previously spotted him as well and knew they were in love at first sight. He kissed the woman and made love to her on the spot, while the battle raged on behind them. No one cared, for they knew. They knew what was going on. It was love. Asian love. True Asian love.
And that, my friend, is the story of Yoru Day Love! (next time get your grammar and spelling correct!)"
You two are made for each other.
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Kaz, I think it's just my humor that gets me by... I don't know how else I would survive.
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