Obese Chinese

Yesterday I saw something that very few people in this world have had the privilege of seeing. I actually saw a FAT Chinese. Now isn’t that something! How many people can claim to have seen a fat version of a people who are constitutionally very nearly incapable of putting on superfluous weight? And this Chinese specimen wasn’t merely fat; he was massive...humungous...gargantuan...colossal. Hah, it felt good writing that last sentence. After all, how often can one use these adjectives in the same sentence with ‘Chinese’, unless of course, one is talking about their economy or population?
So if any of you want to share my experience, take yourselves to ‘Buhaira Corniche’ in Sharjah at around 1900 hrs of a weekday evening and you may be rewarded with a sight which is worth traveling many miles to see. And then imagine what a hit you will be at parties. At your next party, when Mr. Braggart claims to have done...whatever the hell outlandish claim that these people make, you can shut him up by saying, ‘That’s nothing, I once saw an obese Chinese’. That fact itself along with the fortuitous rhyme should make you an instant hit with the women.