Did you see the story about the two Chinese coal miners who survived six days after a tunnel collapse? They ate coal and drank their own urine.
http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20070828/od_nm/china_mine_coal1_dc_1;_ylt=AjSdP8lISg1LTBPSwwJceN0E1vAI [no longer available]
I had many reactions to this story, and that’s not even counting “Eewwww!”
When I was young, parents encouraged their kids to eat their vegetables by saying, “People in India are starving.” This is the sort of parenting that teaches children values, such as stupidity. To this day, when I think about people who are starving, I eat a little extra. I think it helps.
Now, thanks to the miners, parents have a better argument. “Eat your broccoli, Brittany. Chinese miners only get to eat coal and drink piss.”
I am happy the miners survived. But their problems are not over. If you eat coal and drink piss ONE time, you’ll always be a coal-eating-piss-drinker. I don’t know if people in China tease each other, but if it’s anything like here, those miners are in for a tough time.
“Hey, Meng, can I refresh your drink?” Zzzzzip.
“Bartender, I’ll have a beer, and for my friend, just wiz in his mouth. And put a head on it.”
“If we run out of charcoal for the barbecue, Meng can squeeze out a few brickettes.”
One of my many mental hobbies is thinking up new country sayings. My newest one is “I’m thirstier than a Chinese coal miner.” While nothing can surpass my all-time favorite, “I’m hornier than a two-peckered dog,” this new one comes close.
What’s your favorite country saying?