It's trash collection day. The trash collector asks the newly immigrated Japanese guy "Where's your bin?"
The Japanese guy replies, "I bin to work."
The trash collector asks again. "Where's your wheelie bin?"
The Japanese guy answers, "I wheelie bin upstairs having a wank."
There was a Chinese fella who would go every Sunday morning into a little coffe shop that was owned and operated by a Greek man, and every time he would order the same thing : "1 coffee, 1 flied egg." The mispronunciation always bothered the Greek man, who had worked very hard for many years to lose his foreign accent, etc. So one Sunday, when the Chinaman sat down and ordered his usual "1 coffee, 1 flied egg," the Greek had finally had enough. He told the man, "Look, it's f-f-R-ied egg, not fLied egg, and if you can't say it right, I don't want you eating here. As a matter of fact, don't come back here until you can say it right -- that's that!"
So a few years go by with no sign of the Chinese man. Until one Sunday, he did indeed return. He sat down, put his elbows on the counter, looked up at the Greek man and placed his order: "1 coffee, 1 f-r-ied egg, you Gleek plick