The story of a village chief is funny. We are all bastards... Where can I find all this article?

A county magistrate from Hunan with a strong accent came to the village to give a report:

"Rabbits, shrimps, pig tails! No pickles, pickles are too expensive!!" /p>

(Translation: Comrades and villagers, please pay attention! Don’t talk, the meeting is now!!)

After the county magistrate finished speaking, the host said: "Pickles, sausage sauce, please" Melon! "

(Translation: Let’s talk now!)

The mayor said: "Rabbits, the dog has eaten today’s meal, everyone is a bastard!" /p>

(Translation: Comrades, today’s meal is enough, let’s all use big bowls!)

“No pickles, I’ll pick up dog poop for you to lick. "

(Translation: Don't talk, I'll tell you a story...)

Taoyuan dialect is very peculiar, with a high ending sound, such as "bureau", which is pronounced Became a "pig".

First go to the Propaganda Department of the County Party Committee and contact the Personnel Bureau for an interview. Someone from the publicity department called me to make an appointment on speakerphone.

Propaganda Department: "Hey, are you a pig? (Personnel Bureau)"

The other party: "No, you are mistaken. I am not a pig (Personnel Bureau) , my mother is a pig (grain bureau). "

I tried so hard to hold back my laughter that my stomach hurt.

The next day, I attended a county government report meeting. Roll call before the meeting.

Moderator: "Which units have arrived?"

So the participants reported their homes one by one:

"I am a male castrate (Public Security Bureau) ). "

"My name is Pig (Education Bureau). "

"I am a bit of a pig (Post Office). Telecommunications Bureau)