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> >> >Nelson Mandela is sitting at home watching TV and drinking a can of
beer
>when he hears a knock at the door. When he opens it, he is confronted by
a
>little Chinese fella, clutching a clip board and yelling,
> >>"You Sign!You sign!"
>Behind him is an enormous Lorry full of car exhausts.
>Nelson is standing there in complete amazement, when the Chinese man starts
>to yell louder, "You Sign! You sign!"
>Nelson says to him, "Look, you've obviously got the wrong man", and shuts
>the door in his face.
>The next day he hears a knock at the door again. When he opens it, the
>little Chinese man is back with a huge Lorry of brake pads. He thrusts his
>clipboard under Nelson's nose, yelling, "You sign! You sign!"
>Mr Mandela is getting a bit ****ed off by now, so he pushes the little
>Chinese fella back, shouting: "Look, go away! You'vegot the wrong man.
I
>don't want them!" Then he slams the door in his faceagain.
>The following day, Nelson is resting, and late in the afternoon, he hears
>a knock on the door again. On opening the door, there is the same little
>Chinese man thrusting a clipboard under his nose, shouting, "You sign! You
>sign!" Behind him are TWO very large lorries full of car parts.
>This time Nelson loses his temper completely. He picks up the little man
>by his shirt front and yells at him: "Look here you little Chinky *******,
I
>don't want these! Do you understand? You must have the wrong name! Who
do you
> >>want to give these to?"
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> >> >The little Chinese man looks very puzzled, consults
> >>his clipboard, and
> >>
> >> >says:
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> >>
> >> >(It's a beauty wait for it)
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> >> >
> >>
> >> >
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> >> >(Get your best Chinese accent ready)
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> >> > >> >> "You not Nissan Main Dealer?"
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>when he hears a knock at the door. When he opens it, he is confronted by
a
>little Chinese fella, clutching a clip board and yelling,
> >>"You Sign!You sign!"
>Behind him is an enormous Lorry full of car exhausts.
>Nelson is standing there in complete amazement, when the Chinese man starts
>to yell louder, "You Sign! You sign!"
>Nelson says to him, "Look, you've obviously got the wrong man", and shuts
>the door in his face.
>The next day he hears a knock at the door again. When he opens it, the
>little Chinese man is back with a huge Lorry of brake pads. He thrusts his
>clipboard under Nelson's nose, yelling, "You sign! You sign!"
>Mr Mandela is getting a bit ****ed off by now, so he pushes the little
>Chinese fella back, shouting: "Look, go away! You'vegot the wrong man.
I
>don't want them!" Then he slams the door in his faceagain.
>The following day, Nelson is resting, and late in the afternoon, he hears
>a knock on the door again. On opening the door, there is the same little
>Chinese man thrusting a clipboard under his nose, shouting, "You sign! You
>sign!" Behind him are TWO very large lorries full of car parts.
>This time Nelson loses his temper completely. He picks up the little man
>by his shirt front and yells at him: "Look here you little Chinky *******,
I
>don't want these! Do you understand? You must have the wrong name! Who
do you
> >>want to give these to?"
> >>
> >> >
> >>
> >> >
> >>
> >> >
> >>
> >> >The little Chinese man looks very puzzled, consults
> >>his clipboard, and
> >>
> >> >says:
> >>
> >> >
> >>
> >> >
> >>
> >> >(It's a beauty wait for it)
> >>
> >> >
> >>
> >> >
> >>
> >> >(Get your best Chinese accent ready)
>> >>
> >> >
> >>
> >> >
> >>
> >> > >> >>
> >>
> >> >
> >>
> >> >
> >>
> >> > >> >> "You not Nissan Main Dealer?"