I was on the bus in New Malden and I decided to play a joke on the passengers. I surreptitiously felt for a bag of Kim Chi in my rucksack and opened it. I am Korean and I am so used to Kim Chi I can’t smell it. Of course I can taste it. I wanted to see what the reaction of the British passengers would be like. Soon I heard people sniffing. "What’s that?" An older lady said to her husband. "Very odd," the man said, "It smells like something’s gone off." "No," said the woman. It smells like pickled...pickled.....pickled cabbage." . On my right two children stopped fighting for a moment and one looked at the other and said. "You dirtbag." "I haven’t done anything. It was you," the other boy said, and they carried on fighting. . At the back of the bus I heard someone whisper to themself. "They really must do something about those drains." And when the bus stopped seven people got off, five people got on and it was c...
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