Stupidstitious

“So you’re telling me, Mom, that during the Chinese New Year today, absolutely no one is allowed to enter or leave the door of the house?”

“Yes, I tellings you thats. Evils spirits can enters.”

“But we’re not even Chinese.”

“Oh shuts up. Rules don’t applies to just the Chineses.”

“There are over six billion people on this planet. And 5.9 billion of them are going to enter and leave their front doors today. Several times, probably. And you expect me to believe that 5.9 billion people are going to be bothered by evil spirits?”

“Chuc mung nam moi.”

“Oh don’t you do that, Mom. Don’t you dare do that. Don’t hide behind the Vietnamese language.”

“Sits down, Peter, and eat mung beans. For lucks.”

“Mom! I don’t believe in this stuff, Mom. I’m going home. I have things to do.”

“You go, you dies.”

“Let me leave, or... or I’m going to sweep the kitchen floor with this broom I see here, is what I’m going to do!”

“NO! PLEASE, MY SON! AIYYA! IF YOU SWEEPS THE KITCHEN FLOORS YOU WILL SWEEPS AWAYS GOOD LUCKS FOR THE ENTIRE YEARS!”

“Muahahaha! How you like me now bitch!”