• tigeruppercut@lemmy.zip
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    5 hours ago

    Don’t touch-y my moustache

    Also “Eat a duck I must,” which at least carries a similar thematic meaning of eating as the original phrase.

    In your story are you sure you didn’t meet Rawhide Kobayashi?

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      5 hours ago

      Oh my god, ‘Eat a duck I must’, I’m using mouthwash atm and that almost made me do a spit take, that’s amazing lol!

      Unfortunately I cannot see the image, ita not loading/displaying right for me, and I’ve also not heard of Rawhide Kobayashi.

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          3 hours ago

          Ah that works!

          Yes a… reverse weeaboo, hahah!

          I mean the guy I met had different facial hair, was maybe 10 to 20 ish years older than this person, but … maybe?

          Maybe there are more ‘Ameriboos’ than we realize.

          EDIT:

          I should probably clarify that the guy I met in the bar, and the guy I met on the hill were totally different people.

          Don’t know much about hill-sama, but bar-kun was… well lets just say most of our conversation was about karate, he claimed he was a fifth dan black belt… i am a first dan black belt, a novice in comparison… and he demonstrated his credentials rather convincingly.

          He also said was exiled/former yakuza. Had a busted knuckle, told me that he’d fucked something up, and that his boss, instead of taking the finger, hit him with the blunt side of the… presumably a wakizashi… and then basically exiled him from Japan.

          My nickname for him was ‘yokai’, which he found very amusing.

          Seattle is wild place if you just walk around everywhere.