Photo courtesy of Eli Hornstein.
Found in Hohhot, Inner Mongolia.
Hey, Xianmo! Go fry you face!
Potato silk makes very starchy clothes
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Better than pigs cheeks
Looks like you can make silk from a potato
Arrrr, go boil your bum!
Serving customers- you’re doing it wrong!
You want face with that?
– One pizza-face and one roadkill-face to go, please.
Was this the face that launch’d a thousand chips?
I love the puffed cheeks…
Also available in a do-it-yourself version where we simply place a deep fryer in front of you and you have to dip your own face into it.
You’ll never fall for that apple-bobbing trick again!
And later it’ll burn your a**.
They don’t get a lot of repeat customers.
I can’t eat this, but Genghis Khan.
– Nice to meat you, Sir.
“The jungle is funny; it does strange things. I once saw a man try to eat his own head. Would’ve, too, if I hadn’t come along.”
— Jungle Brad, in “The Lost Skeleton Returns Again”
In Soviet Russia…er, Mongolia…
Xianmo evidently works for the CIA
The translator lost face when his mistake was pointed out.
Silly boy! You’ve been starching the sheets again.
No mum! It was the potato.
– Face off, honey!
Keep talking! Did you see what happened to my friend Maria, the sun bride?
Te audire non possum. Musa sapientum fixa est in aure.
Actually: Res melius evinissent cum Coca.
The Silk Road was called Potatoes Road before they started silk trading
That white powder I bought on Silk Road? Just potato starch, see?
It’s really really hot, but don’t blow on it too hard.
After frying your face, wipe it with potato silk.
– Can I have some flies with that?
– Of course. Just crap your hands and facepalm.
Waiter, let’s have a dish of sliced face with fresh-steamed crap.
The next dish is called “Explode Xianmo with you ears”
– Mommy! I don’t like my face!
– Don’t talk with mouthful of yourself, honey.
Xianmo fry you face? Oh, man, I saw that on The Shield!!!!
Seeing Fry fight? SHUT UP AND TAKE MY MO-wait, who’s Xianmo?
After the test, you will be fried, and there will be cake.
Ahh! Waiter, waiter, there’s a fry in my soup!
Booo eat you upp