Dear Mr. AllExpert,
Well my name is George W. Bao. I am 16. I live in Portland Street, Mongkok.
I have been reading cookbooks and watching food shows for 11 years now. As you can pretty well figure out, I have been watching these kinds of stuff like since I was born. I always wanted to be involved in the cooking world one way or another.
My question is, I want to be a scout for cooking diva one day. I am pretty good at scouting out hot, voluptuous and young gals good with spatula but I am only limited to some stuff. Like I can't afford to dine every night and hit on gals. I just watch gals cooking it from my house. I want to know what kinda of studying I need to do in college to get me ready and what else I need to do. I am not all that great at cooking myself. Right now I am mainly helping my mom to make breakfast; like cereal and stuff. I really want to learn some cooking skills after class but I have to much to worry about because I plan to start my own model agency too. I don't know what to do. I will be a sophomore next year so I kinda have 3 years left to decide but I need to know now.
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What, are we gonna quit pork because of the swine flu? Not by a long shot. Here's some jokes about swine to lighten up the stoic face.
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A learned scholar was hosting a dinner party for their four sons-in-law. The dining table was sprawled with all kinds of delicious dishes. To get everyone into the spirit, the sons were asked for verses of pleasant things in life that comes in seasons. The eldest one sparked off the game right away with "lurking a jazzy lawn in spring" 春遊芳草地. "Marvelous." said the father. The second son-in-law was equally sharp and followed with a witty riposte: "admiring the lotus pond in summer" 夏賞荷花池. The third son-in-law mused for a short while and said: "drinking osmanthus wine in autumn" 秋飲黃花酒.
The scholar was so far very pleased by how quick-witted his sons-in-law were. Now his eyes rested on his youngest son-in-law, who so happened, unlike none of his well-educated brothers, was a illiterate lived on inherited wealth. His valet was dying to give him a prompt at the back: "My lord, try matching it with 'soothing snow-white poem in winter' 冬吟白雪詩!" Still the prompt was too dim for the son to hear it through. Minutes passed and the rest of the table started to exchange looks. Suddenly, the youngest son-in-law screamed in ecstasy when he spotted a dish on the table: "you don't say, it is "stir-fried pork with winter bamboo shoots 冬笋炒肉絲!"
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