When I visited China in 2006, I was appalled at what they ate. Speaking no Chinese did not help the situation, and for our first dinner, I was able to physically communicate that I enjoyed chicken. I was brought a steaming tray of chicken paw.
Needless to say, there are many other differences that separate east and west. Toilets, subjugation of women, and most obviously, language. Here are some of the worst malapropisms popping up in China these days.
Maybe they confused incontinent with impatient?
Some of these signs could pass for avant garde art.
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