About two years ago in Miami, we had a bunch of the Cruz family in town for a visit. We're chowing down at a Chinese restaurant. Spare rib bones are piling up, soy sauce is getting splattered around and the sounds of crab legs crackling and hot and sour soup being slurped are echoing throughout the buffet hall. The Cruz's are throwing down and the restaurant owners are worried about breaking even for the month.
As you know, a lot of the Chinese restaurants have the paper place mats on the table with the Chinese Zodiac on it - you know, if you were born in 1972 then you're a Rat, born in 1973 then you're an Ox, etc.
Before the serious eating started, CJ asks me what year I was born. I told him, thinking nothing of it. A few minutes later, CJ lifts his head up after studying the zodiac place mat and blurts out to the entire family, "My Dad is a cock!" The whole family bursts into laughter.
Yup - born in 1969 means you're a cock. Until next time -- C2
p.s. I had to edit my original post because someone asked me not to use their artwork. They might want to tell Google not to use it either.
4 comments:
This image is artwork of my own that I did not give permission for use. A friend reported someone posting my zodiac image. Please remove this image.
Julie Rouse
Ms. Rouse,
Image removed. My apologies. Just grabbed it off Google images.
Chris
Sorry to sound rude earlier. Lately I've had a sudden bloom in blogs and even foreign websites grabbing images of mine that google posted. I appreciate what you did.
Google apparently posts them since they're popular from my gallery/website.
Thank you.
J Rouse
Also using my image, the zodiac wheel, don't mind, just please ask next time.
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