My uncle once told me a story about one of the many flights he took back to the Philippines. He recalled one flight in which a fellow Filipino took a boxed rice cooker, wrapped and secured with twine (a la a balikbayan box) and tried unsuccessfully to stuff it in the overhead compartment.
My uncle turned to my cousin and said, "It's people like that who make us look bad."
No, Unc... it's people like this that make us look bad.
My uncle turned to my cousin and said, "It's people like that who make us look bad."
No, Unc... it's people like this that make us look bad.
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