There was a Chinese restaurant in a little strip mall who's specialty was fried rice. There was a Greek laundry next door who's owner, every day just to be mean, took advantage of the fact that the Chinese language had no provision for the 'R' sound. The Greek would walk in, "Hey Chow Ling give me some flied lice." Chow Ling hated this, and knew it was wrong, and went to local university to correct his problem. Six months later he walked out of the university, saying "FRIED RICE--FRIED RICE" Next day, in comes the Greek, "Hey Chow Ling give me some flied lice" Chow Ling chopped his cleaver into the counter, and said, "LOOK, IT'S FRIED RICE, YOU GLEEK PLICK."