[boomshakalaka]

I go to culinary school:

backstory: tons of incoming first block kids because a lot of people enroll in the fall block. Foriegn exchange girl from china sits down at me and my freind jason's lunch table. We make small talk, trying to get over the language barrier. Jason has no filter whatsoever. He might even have terrets(sp?) Anyways, she has a nasty looking burn on her arm.

Jason: so whats the burn from?
chinagirl: eh-cue me?
Jason: the burn *gestures to the location for the burn*
chinagirl: oh, I cooking, wery hot
Jason: what were you making? stir fry?
chinagirl: eh-cue me?
me: *struggles to hold in fit of laughter*