Why are you so hard to talk to? I'm polite. Each time I approach you, I say konichiwa. I always ask you about your favorite anime before talking about my waifu. You’re usually really shy (which is cute imo) but I hate that I have to be the one to constantly engage in conversations with you, and how you usually act disinterested because I'm a Christian. Yes, I get that it's awkward because of things like the Crusades but I don't hold it against them. Why can't the himes just realize that I respect Japanese culture and that I really want to be part of it. I'm willing to marry a Japanese woman, adopt Japanese children and live in Japan for the rest of my life. Hell, I'm even learning the language by watching undubbed anime. Plus, I cook a mean bowl of rice (for those who don't know, Japanese eat a lot of rice) I do too my Mom says that I act like a Japanese person because of all the rice I eat and the ♥♥♥♥ I watch.

what the ♥♥♥♥

bloody and beaten, i was on my knees, in a pool of my own bodily fluids gasping for breath, i looked up and saw the massive berlin wall of a man that towered over me. little did he know, whether its the berlin wall or the great wall, all walls, must eventually fall.

"what the matter, boy, chicken?" said the man towering over me. he had white hair in a short, comb-over style, a very respectible beard, and a grotesque face that only a mother could love. it was none other than colonel sanders

"prepared to be fried, chicken boy. kentucky fried." colonel sanders kicked me in the stomach, and put his boot on my head, he was gradually pressing down harder and harder. i still had my head in the game, it was time to use it or lose it.

i mustered up all the strength and smashed colonel sanders in the face with my super starlight skyuppercut move. i hit him so hard, i sent him flying to saturn.

i looked at the sun setting on the horizion, and whispered to myself "im loving it"

Listen I have to expose you for what you are

NO NOT HERE

microwaved bacon