China has an interesting solution to things it doesn't want you to see: walls. During the Olympics, often they would be oversize Olympic mottos and pictures of the Fuwa. However, near my work, across the street from some crazy mall, there's a section that's just blocked off by some corrugated tin. Usually when I walk by this area, it stinks, but the other week, it was particularly bad. As I walked past, I noticed people coming the other way with their hands over their mouths, which meant it was either really bad or nothing to worry about. I got worried. Especially when I looked ahead and saw some weird dribbling coming down from the wall and onto the sidewalk. I gave the dribblies a wide berth, especially as the pieces started coming together. Color seemed to be a mix between brown and yellow, consistency appeared to be both liquid and solid, seemed to be coming from a shack on the other side of the wall.
BEHOLD!
All I know is: that guy in the back, strolling leisurely with his hands tucked behind his back, is in for an unpleasant surprise if he keeps looking off to his left like that (and doesn't utilize his sense of smell).
I just had to share it with you all.
(PS: I like how M took the time to put together a really attractive fun post, even editing and cropping pictures, etc. All I can do is take some poopie pictures with my iphone and tack on a couple snarky remarks.)
4 comments:
hm, i'll add that on my list of "things i will NOT miss about china".
i thought you might find it amusing that for this particular post, my verification "word" is "potypo". add a few more letters in there and it'd be like...serendipity. or something.
potypo. I like it. Sounds like a kind of digital freudian slip.
Like if I accidentally type too many o's in pop.
I don't want to know what's inside those things... though I have an inkling...
I'd like to point out that a few weeks ago, we were walking past this with Marilyn's cousin Allen, and he recognized it from the blog. Amazing!
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