Last night when I went to the post office, which is where I saw the stamps I linked to earlier, I was wearing my ‘No Smorking’ t-shirt from engrish.com. The gal who helped me at the post office was kind and quite nice about helping me with my special delivery. Then she asked about the shirt. I was slightly embarassed because she was Oriental, spoke broken English (though it was understandable) and had been so nice. Sometimes I forget that what is humorous to us crass Americans can be rather rude.