So it was that I was pottering around town a few months back. Of course, when I say town, I mean a place where you can do some Seoul searching.
HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!! (falls over backwards and die from laughter)
(comes back to life)
Anyways, I walked around town with a girl who I only met once before, having a super time (see what I did there?). We came across this small shop by the corner, stocking all kinds of things from years gone by. Old cards, action figures, even types of sweet.
And then I saw it.
A bird? A plane?
(John Williams' tune runs through my head)
Jeng jeng jeng jeng jennnnngggg.....jeng jeng jeng.....
Jeng jeng jeng jeng jennnnngggg.....
...JENG JENG JENGGGGG!!!!!!
As fantasies of yesteryears flooded me, I approached the lady at the counter.
She puts down her battered paperback, looks at me straight in the eye and tells me that she loves me.
But she did say that it wasn't for sale.
(runs to the top of the building and jumps off out of despair)
(suddenly, I realised that I can fly. So I floated down where my cute Korean waited for me)
"Kenchana," I said. "Nanen Superman iyeiyo."
She laughed. And so did I.
I leave you with this.
*A response to a challenge by the Paradoxical Fille.