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    Part II: “Going Upriver”

    By briantologist | March 31, 2005

    In today’s installment, the wife, Dame Judy and I shamelessly giggle at products whut ain’t got the labels written in English. Come along, won’t you?

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    Click bung for magic results!

    Topics: Generalized Pics | 7 Comments »

    7 Responses to “Part II: “Going Upriver””

    1. chevy Says:
      March 31st, 2005 at 3:31 pm

      it kills me how the sputem tea comes in boy and girl variety. and that the boy is bowser.

    2. Jenn Says:
      March 31st, 2005 at 7:28 pm

      Ha, some of those pictures remind me of that episode of the Simpsons where Homer finds the box of Mr. Sparkle in the Springfield dump.

    3. mullins Says:
      March 31st, 2005 at 9:17 pm

      the next time someone calls me a buttmuncher,(this happens oh so frequently) i now know what to do. go down to the local asian store, buy some pork bung, and prove them right.

      you people are genius. pure fucking genius.

    4. dame judy Says:
      April 1st, 2005 at 9:50 am

      Aaron seriously wants to know if you managed to catch a glimpse of the price tag on WOWWOW! Cat, because he wants to buy one. Seriously.

    5. briantologist Says:
      April 1st, 2005 at 11:33 am

      I didn’t. But whatever it cost, it’s worth it.

    6. Debbie Says:
      April 3rd, 2005 at 8:37 am

      The Wowow cat took my nephew’s place as the background on my monitor. He’ll keep my computer safe from…stuff.

    7. Johnny Says:
      April 7th, 2005 at 7:18 pm

      Those pics are great. A sign outside a slummy-looking grocery store in St. Paul advertised that they sold “whole” pigs. Hmmm, this we had to see. The store turned out to be half Asian, half Mexican. It was 100% awesome. My girlfriend and I spent the next hour or so trying to figure out what much of the stuff was. Many interesting things were found, a favorite of which was a one-time cold food aisle, full of fluorescent silk flowers and other fake plants. We left with some red Thai tea and condensed milk, a yummy concoction if you haven’t had it. We never did find the aforementioned whole pig though, and no one spoke enough ‘Engrish’ to help us. It was like leaving the country for a brief while and we didn’t even have to bring our passports.