I don’t know what it is about Engrish, or wackily fractured English instructions and signs, that I find so endearing. I absolutely love the one below. I’d bought a maneki neko cat to sit on a shelf in the hallway, facing the front door, for luck. (Hey, I’d sacrifice a chicken or make a deal with the devil if I thought it would help!) Phil refused to put the batteries in to make his arm move up and down, which I admit might have been pushing it a bit far. Anyway, the box that he came in amused me so much that I’m going to keep it – I love it.
And I could use some immediate realisations…
That’s awesome.
I run entirely on poly luck-beckoning lyrics.